Chapter Seven
Billy Jo took in her short nails and ordinary hands as she stood in the softly lit waiting area of Nails & Glitter, a small day spa tucked between a craft shop and a specialty teahouse. She’d never been to either, which was maybe why she’d never really noticed this street at the edge of town.
Soft, relaxing music was playing low in the background. She heard footsteps and a voice from one of the rooms in back, and then an older woman with short white hair walked out with a young woman with super long dark hair.
Cheyenne. She recognized her from the photos she’d posted online.
“Is that all for you today, Mrs. Hartley?”
“Yes, Cheyenne, just the nails today. Can you book me in for the same time in two weeks? This time I promise to actually remember.”
Billy Jo stood off to t
