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headband with a rhinestone cat on one side.
    â€œI know,”Aly answered.
    Brooke slid on the headband. Aly walked over to her and pulled a couple pieces of hair forward so they curled on Brooke’s forehead.
    Brooke looked in the mirror again. “Oh!” she said, staring at herself. “Maybe that’s not so terrible.”
    Then she wailed once more. “But I need to wear my glasses to school, and I can’t wear my glasses with a headband because it gets too crowded behind my ears!”
    Mom started digging through the basket of hair accessories. “Found them!” she said, holding up a set of barrettes made of sparkly, braided rainbow-colored ribbons, with streamers on one side. “Remember when I made these for you a few years ago? I think they’ll look great with your glasses.”
    While Mom clipped the barrettes into Brooke’s hair, Aly grabbed Brooke’s pink glasses from herdrawer. Brooke had a few different pairs, so she could change them to match her outfits. Brooke slipped them on, then looked in the mirror.
    â€œNot terrible at all!” she said, and Aly saw a tiny smile on Brooke’s mouth. “I guess I can go to school after all.”
    Mom breathed a sigh of relief. Now Aly hoped that no one at school would make fun of Brooke’s new hair—or even say one word about it. Because she knew that all it would take was one comment for Brooke to hate it all over again.

five
Mellow Yellow
    A re you sure I look okay?” Brooke asked Aly for probably the thirty-seventh time that morning. “Not just okay, but better than okay? People aren’t going to think I look like a boy or anything?”
    Aly studied her sister. Brooke was wearing a Fairy Teal dress, Mellow Yellow rhinestone sneakers, tons of rainbow-colored necklaces and bracelets, her pink glasses, and the sparkly braided-ribbon barrettes in her hair. “I don’t think anyone will mistake you for a boy, Brooke. I promise. And you look great.”
    Brookelooked in the mirror again. “Maybe I should wear a hat,” she said. “Remember the one Grandma got me for my birthday that I didn’t like because it wasn’t comfortable with my braid? Maybe I should wear that one. Then no one will see my haircut.”
    Aly pushed her own hair out of her eyes. “I don’t think you need it. But how about I find it for you and you bring it to school just in case?”
    Brooke went to tug on her braid, but it was gone. Aly saw her sister’s lips start to tremble.
    â€œYou can tug on your earlobe!” Aly suggested. “Every time you go to tug on your braid, tug on your earlobe instead!” Then she climbed on the step stool to reach the highest shelf in the girls’ closet.
    â€œMy earlobe?” Brooke said, and then she laughed, giving it a try. “This is actually funny. You do it.”
    Aly tugged on her earlobe too and then jumped down from the stool with Brooke’s hat in her hand. Itwas pink with a wide brim and a yellow sunflower on the front. “Here you go,” she said, handing it to Brooke.
    The girls made their way down the stairs and found Sparkly sitting at the bottom of them.
    â€œDid he come upstairs last night?” Aly asked Brooke. “Did you notice?”
    Brooke shook her head. “I was too busy worrying about my hair,” she said. “I don’t remember.”
    Aly picked Sparkly up, and he licked her neck. Aly wasn’t sure, but she thought he felt a little heavier than usual. Was it possible that he was growing more? The animal shelter had said he was fully grown, but maybe they were wrong.
    Aly kissed his head and put him back on the floor. Maybe getting larger took lots of energy and that’s why he’d been so quiet lately and hadn’t come upstairs last night.

    After breakfast, on the drive to school, instead of chattering nonstop like she usually did, Brooke didn’t say a word. Aly