GLENDA'S POV
After we were done sorting out the outfits in Nana's room, I excused Nana to give her privacy to freshen up. Nana was very exhausted. I felt sticky myself too and needed a shower. So I went up to my room to change.
Nana insisted that I join her for a snack afterwards. The old woman wanted me by her side every minute. I wasn't complaining. Rather, I enjoyed it. It took my mind away from the many problems in my life, not giving me time to wallow in pain.
I changed into comfortable clothes, a T-shirt and sweatpants. I took one more look in the mirror, admiring my new look. The saloon Nana had taken us to did a wonderful job with my hair. And I loved it!
Satisfied with my appearance, I made my way to the balcony. That's where Nana and I would be spending the afternoon.
I was
