The Rules
All of a sudden a new ingenious idea captivated Madeline. Eyes full of mischief scintillated with excitement, and a stunning smile kindled her face with warmth. The challenge inspired her. Madeline was laughing:
“Oh, I know the rules very well, thank you so much. This doesn’t stop me, however, from breaking some of them or even all of them at once. Still there is one rule that I never violate, the rule of perfect hair. No matter what you do your hair should not just look good, it should be flawless (as your always is) even if you jump from a plane on a snow-board during a terrible snow-storm. No excuses. This is the only rule Dany won’t let me break.”
“Who’s Dany?” Mary inquired cautiously.
“Dany is my hairdresser.”
