Shaun and I were chatting about our day when he suddenly narrowed his eyes and stared intently at the top of my head.
“Hold, still” he said. “Let me get that out of your hair for you.”
I didn’t move a muscle while I waited for my hero to rescue me from whatever ickiness had found its way into my curls. It could have been anything from a speck of dust to a spider, but I trusted him to get it for me…that was until I felt a sharp pain at the top of my head.
“I got it!” Shaun declared as he proudly held a silver hair in front of my eyes.
“Um…thanks” I replied as I felt three more spring into its place.