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"HAIR TODAY, GOWN TOMORROW"

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SANDY THOMAS

DAWN BELL

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"To survive in business, a woman doesn't only have to know as much as a man but also how to choose the right shade of lipstick."

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"HAIR TODAY,

GOWN TOMORROW"

BY DAWN BELL & SANDY THOMAS

Chapter 1

"Come along Alan, I don't want to keep Ann waiting. It's almost seven already, and a perm takes over two hours," Karen Taylor said to her eighteen year old son Alan.

"Aw, mom. Do I have to go? It'll be boring having to sit around waiting for you," Alan whined.

"Nonsense. There are plenty of magazines there to read."

"Oh, there are?! Yeah like Playboy? Penthouse?" Alan retorted sarcastically.

"Why don't you take today's newspaper and look through the job ads?" his mother said with equal ridicule.

"Done that already...nothing new there," Alan grumbled as he followed his mother to the car.

Karen, widowed soon after Alan's birth. She worked hard as a housekeeper for Mrs. Amanda Richardson, a rich heiress who owned a beautiful hotel called the "RICHARDSON PALACE." The "PALACE" as most people called it was the finest small hotel in town and earned its five star rating by giving impeccable personal service.

Karen was a good mother, if not a little overprotective. Though Alan wasn't really shy, he was somewhat of a loner, sticking close to home and finding enjoyment in various hobbies. He hadn't grown to be a big kid either.

His mother was a petite woman and Alan had taken after her. They had the same thick, dark hair and brown eyes.

Alan wasn't too crazy about accompanying his mother to her hairdresser. He'd never actually been in a woman's hair salon, but he knew it wasn't a very male-friendly environment. However he had agreed to drive his mother this once because she sprained her wrist which made driving the car difficult.

They pulled into the driveway of the Palace Hotel. The Beauty shop belonged to Ann Bergen, his mother's hairdresser. Ann worked from a small, one-room "salon" in the hotel's basement. She only worked "by appointment" and had a good number of long time clients and hotel employees, like Alan's mom, who had standing weekly appointments.