Chapter 49 Reconciliation

• The warm air from the blow dryer felt like a blessing against my skin as I ran my hand through Gabby’s short hair.
• I wave of nostalgia hit me as I remembered the good old times when I used to run my hands through Gabby’s long hair with her multicolored strands and tell her how she was my unicorn since she loved rainbows so much.
• “I miss your long hair.” I told her now, putting the dryer aside as I ran both hands through her hair to straighten them out. “But I love your short hair as well. It suits you better. Besides, I’d always wanted to see you in short hair.”