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The roll on the side will cover your ears", she said as she studied my face. We then discussed when I should return. I thanked her and departed.

and

Believe me, it was all quite easy. And after walking through the door (the hardest part) the rest was a breeze. I had paved the way with the phone call before hand, I simply made up my mind what I was going to do and did it.

Fetching the completed job was a little bit different, but not unpleasantly so. Again, I had prepared for it. I obtained a block (Sears, Roebuck sells styrofoam ones for about $2.50 at most all their stores and it was quite easy to buy "for my wife". They only measure 21-1/2" and my head is 23" so they aren't perfect but will suffice). And got a large cardboard box such as shoes or lampshades come in. I fastened the block to a separate flat piece of cardboard cut to fit the bottom of the box. Then I cut a handle in the top. It all tooked quite amateurish, but this is just the way I wanted it to look. I did not want to create the impression that the whole project means too much to me, or that I was the least bit skilled or knowledgeable about such matters. I most certainly

succeeded!

About an hour after the agreed time, (to allow Maria plenty of time and also to preclude my having to stand around and wait which I knew might make me nervous), I walked in carrying my cardboard box. I smiled and said hello to the receptionist, who signalled Maria. This time the other operators did look at me. I just put on my best behavior, smile, etc., and brazened it out. The man said, "well, come on in, we won't bite you! (I was standing at the doorway), but he said it in a friendly way and I did come on in.

Maria, however, elbowed me back to a semi-private room where the work of art was.

I had prepared myself to be quite casual about it, but it was so gorgeous my heart jumped up in my throat and back down again several times in that split second when I laid eyes on the wig.

"Wow! Well, you know the feeling, I don't have to

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