Page 114 (1/2)

"It -- it doesn’t s happen"

With sore, stiff fingers I open ly, the mirror’s still intact Cautiously I take a look at myself and recoil I look like a beaten-up scarecrow My hair is everywhere, and both e lu to do?" I snap the compact shut

"We’ll have to stay here until the storm dies down," says Jess

"Yes, but I mean… what shall we do? While ait in the tent"

Jess’s expression is unreadable

"I thought we could watch When Harry Met Sally and eat popcorn," she says

I can’t help giggling Jess does actually have a sense of humor Underneath it all

"Shall I do your nails?" I suggest "I’ve got my stuff here"

"Do my nails?" says Jess "Becky… you realize we’re on a erly "That’s the whole point! It’s extra-tough lacquer that lasts whatever you do Look at this!" I show her the bottle of nail polish "Theathe bottle fro at it "And people fall for this?"

"Co to do?" I pause innocently "Ifun to do, like our accounts… "

Jess’s eyes flash at me

"OK," she says "You win Do es around us, we paint each other’s nails a bright sparkly pink

"That’s great!" I say in admiration as Jess finishes my left hand "You could be a manicurist!"

"Thanks," she says dryly "You’ve et out my compact to ader thoughtfully to your et a new ring or bracelet Just to let people see" I offer her theup