Chapter 17Snip. Snip. Sssssnip.
Hair fluttered to join the scattered hay at Violet’s feet. The door to their train car was open just so, causing some to dance into the night sky. It was a wonder Linus could keep his hands steady as he cut Violet’s hair by the flicker of their kerosene lamp. “And…yes. Finished.” Linus used a light rag to dust off the remains of Violet’s hair from her face and shoulders. Setting the sheers down, Linus held up a piece of cracked mirror. Violet admired herself for the first time since the summer.
Linus had cut her hair nice and short, as per Violet’s request. But that wasn’t the only difference she saw in her reflection. Permanent dark circles now sat beneath her honey brown eyes. Her nose had healed with a slight crook to the left since her scuffle with Mar
