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go. I think I’ve
picked as much paint from your hair as I’m likely to get today. Why don’t you
leave the oil in and see if it can leech some more paint out. Whatever is left,
I’ll work on tomorrow after you have your teeth out. Maybe it’ll be easier if
you’re unconscious.”
    “You say that to all the girls,”
she said.
    “Only the ones I’m dating,” he
said. He kissed her once more, and then he was gone.

 
    Chapter 3

 
    Lacy oiled her hair. The sickening baby-fresh
scent was overwhelming. She slicked it back off her face and tucked it behind
her ears. For once in her life, she planned to take her mother’s advice and
avoid the public eye until all the paint and oil were gone. A knock on her door
a few minutes after Jason’s departure dashed her reclusive plans.
    Kimber opened the door without
waiting for a reply. She was followed closely by Andy—college friend and
Kimber’s secret love interest. “Oh, wait, Andy. We have the wrong room,” Kimber
said. “We were looking for Lacy and found the Godfather. Nice hair, Signor . Or is it El Don ? Padrino? Gumba? Help
me out here, I’m confused.”
    “Ignoring you now and focusing on
Andy,” Lacy said.
    “Stop being mean, Kimber,” Andy
said.
    “Thank you, Andy,” Lacy said.
    “You’re welcome. Should I kiss your
ring now or later?” he asked.
    “He’s been in town two days, and
you’ve already corrupted him,” Lacy accused Kimber.
    “Pshh, he was born this way,”
Kimber said. She linked her arm through Andy’s and gave it a squeeze.
    “It’s true, I was,” Andy said. He
returned Kimber’s squeeze. Lacy tried not to beam. For the last two days, they
had been nearly inseparable. She hoped that was a good sign that their
relationship was moving in a more romantic direction. Before the move, they had
lived in the same city for three years. Kimber hadn’t been sure Andy would
follow her. Lacy had urged her to take a step of faith. She was heartened that
it appeared to be working. If Andy’s move and smile were any indication, he
couldn’t live without Kimber.
    “So, back to your hair,” Kimber
prompted.
    “I had a little accident,” Lacy
said. She folded her hands on her desk and tried to sound demure and
nonchalant. “It was no big deal.”
    Andy and Kimber shared a look. “’No
big deal,’ she says,” Kimber said.
    “I’m relieved to see Lacy hasn’t
changed a bit,” Andy said. “Remember when we took that road trip to Gettysburg
and she got her leg stuck in a cannon?”
    “Remember when the bread dough
expanded in her student mailbox and the entire wall had to be replaced?” Kimber
paused and turned to Lacy. “Why were you mailing bread dough?”
    “It was frozen. I thought it would
get to my grandma overnight. I had no idea they let the mail sit there for
days. That was not efficient,” Lacy said.
    “Remember when she almost fell out
the window?” Kimber asked. “That one was scary.”
    Andy nodded. Lacy shuddered. She
didn’t like to remember that one. “Whoa, look at the time, and me with all this
work to do,” she said, motioning to her empty desk.
    “We should let you go. That hair’s
not going to oil itself,” Kimber said.
    Andy poked her. “Remember why we
came.”
    “Oh, right, we wondered if we could
change the time of supper tonight because of the meeting,” Kimber said.
    “What meeting?” Lacy asked.
    “The emergency town council
meeting,” Kimber said. “It’s all over town. I can’t believe you haven’t heard
about it.”
    Lacy pointed to her head. “Busy
morning. Why is there an emergency town council meeting?”
    “To talk about the protesters,”
Kimber said.
    Lacy’s forehead dropped to her desk
with a loud thunk. “This is not good.” Some members of the town council had
been gunning for the Stakely building since its inception. For whatever reason,
they were threatened by all the changes taking place in the community. They
blamed Lacy and had been trying to find a way