Perils Of Home Hairdressing
Joan set her orange juice down and eyed the scissors in her friend's hand dubiously. She wanted a haircut but she'd learned over the years that underneath Grace's cynicism lay a twisted sense of humor. And volunteering to play barber wasn't typical of her friend - it smacked of a practical joke. "Have you ever done this before?"
Grace just smirked as she closed the distance between them.
Joan settled on the kitchen stool nervously.