The lamb baa-ed vigorously as Mary dragged it into the manicure room, and Del winced. She really should insist Julie come work, She could use the help, plus it would mean extra mother-daughter time--and, Del thought wryly, I won't have to find a spare tower in the suburbs. Closing the appointment book, Del went to finish trimming Linda's hair. "Did I hear a sheep out there?" Linda asked." Sick dog," Del said. "Now, bend your head down." Linda obeyed and Del ran her fingers through the back of her hair to check for evenness. All she needed to do was think of a way to make Julie come without Julie immediately assuming her mother was trying to ruin her life. Not an easy task.

Into the Wild