20The vivid turquoise wall behind me was studded with stick-on butterflies, their wings painted in swirls of pink, yellow, and brown. The green wall on my right was as bright and glossy as a banana leaf.
I’m usually uncomfortable in beauty shops but I felt right at home in this one. My pink halter-top sundress patterned with giant white hibiscus looked appropriate surrounded by jungle decor. The lightweight cotton was a little summery for an October morning, but it was the only clothing I had that bared my legs.
Since my feet were soaking in steaming water and bath salts, I was warm enough. The air around me was moist and smelled of eucalyptus. Like Neal’s hand lotion.
Amused by the reminder, I relaxed into a well-padded chair covered with tan waterproof upholstery and enjoyed the sensa
