CHAPTER TWELVE
Soft music played through Jodie’s iPod as she styled Meghan's hair, teasing and pinning it in a chic up-do. Meghan studied her reflection in the mirror. The dark circles from a sleepless night were now concealed with foundation, her eyes were lined and shaded. Her lips were perfectly lined and painted in a rose-pink tone.
Meghan imagined herself as a mannequin being painted and dressed. As though she were seeing the scene but was not part of it. Jodie kept up an excited commentary of the night before about the people she had met and who she hoped to meet again. Meghan agreed and smiled where appropriate, but only vaguely listened.
"Meghan, I said I love your bracelet!" Jodie said jolting her back to reality.
She looked up at Jodie's reflection in the mirror as she nodded
