Chapter Twenty-OneSea Scope: Twenty years ago
When they got to Sarah's room, Wendy jumped on the cot Aunt Julie had put out earlier. She'd brought her sleepover bag. This wasn't the first time she'd stayed in Sarah's room. Sarah knew Wendy was accustomed to taking turns with her in the bathroom to brush her teeth and prepare for bed. Sarah let her go first and watched as she returned in her pink pajamas, combing out her braids so that her hair fell loose to her chest.
“Does your mom take out her hair at night, too?”
“Yes. We usually help one another do it.”
“I always thought you two slept on them. How do you fix them in the morning?” Sarah had always had a hard time with braids, but her hair wasn't long enough. She could hardly get it in a ponytail without the short ends falling out.
