Page 114 of The Enemy Face Off

"Ah, Milo, doll." Miss Patty welcomes us as we enter. "And Beth, good to see you."

"Hey, Miss Patty."

"Come on over," she says, waving Milo over to a styling chair.

Milo smiles at me before following Miss Patty's lead. I stay close, still totally in the dark as to what is going on.

What could it be?

Why has Milo brought me to a hair?—

No.

Noooo.

I think you're going to like this.

He's cutting off his man bun.

"Charlotte will be over in a sec, doll," Miss Patty says as Milo takes a seat in the salon chair. "Can I get either of you anything while you wait?"

"I'm good," Milo replies.

"Same," I manage before Miss Patty totters away.

As soon as she's out of earshot, I lunge toward him. "Are you cutting your hair?"

"I sure am. Say sayonara to the man bun." He's smiling, but when he sees my face, the smile vanishes. "What's wrong? I thought you'd be jumping for joy. Wait. Are you sad you won't be able to tease me about it anymore?"

"That's not it." I slump into the empty chair beside him. "I was…kinda liking it."

"You serious?"

I nod. "Yeah."

"Oh. But I have to cut it."

"What do you mean youhave tocut it?"

Before he can answer, Charlotte comes bouncing over. I know her, and she's really nice but way too cheery and upbeat for us to be close friends.

"Hey, Beth."

"Hi, Charlotte."

She turns her attention to Milo. "Hey, Milo. This is such an amazing thing you're doing."

He's cutting his hair. What's so amazing about that?

Something isn't adding up here, and I'm not just thinking that because I'm in shock and yes, even a little sad, that the man bun will be no more.

"What's going on?" I ask.

Charlotte spins around to me. "Milo is donating his hair to make a human wig for children going through chemotherapy."

"Oh."

Milo leans forward so I can see him behind Charlotte and smiles. "Surprise!"

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