Dante had splashed water all over the floor and used every towel from the racks. But he was finally clean and dressed again in the clothes the ranger had given him. The place was a wreck, but Jon didn’t care. They could straighten it later.
“I need to get a haircut, but I don’t have any money. Wait! Kelly always hides money under her dresser. I’ll pay her back later. I have a job, you know. I work for Maria’s dad at his restaurant.”
Jon went into Kelly’s bedroom and checked under her dresser. Sure enough, she had eighty dollars stashed there in a small metal box. Jon took forty and went back to his room, where he found Dante curled up on the lower bunk, nearly asleep.
“I don’ need a haircud,” said Dante groggily. “I don’ have much hair. Can I dake a nap? I haven’ had a nap since I was n
