My friend repeated, we can cut it as many times until we get it right butwe can't add. I began to waver. I had the hair of my dreams, but Ineeded mor...e off. But not all! One more inch went.My friend said this time, he wanted to trim it a little more carefullyand show me a style he thought I'd like. I loved what I was looking atalready, and I could feel the need to control myself as I stared into themirror watching as he worked his brushes and curling irons. What had beena beautiful mass of. He said some mumbo shit and pointed to my heart. After I cleaned up, he surprised me and hugged me and stepped back. They all waived goodbye and walked away. These were certainly the weirdest people id ever met but they did save my life. I watched as they walked into the cold descending sun. I turned around and went toward the door. The pilot should be returning first thing in the morning.CHAPTER TWOIt was Saturday morning and it was good to finally arrive back home. The fact that I. ”“I uh can’t right now.” He said. “I uh um have ah an need a minute.” What was he going on about Melissa wondered probably afraid to face his bullies? She started to say he had to face his fears. “Its uh not um that.” Hunter said. The auto lock would go off soon she had no time for his teen puberty struggles. She grabbed his arm began to pull him up lightly. He was resisting but she heard the one of the bell rings meaning the auto lock would go off in 1 minute so she pulled harder than she. Chuck remained behind in the apartment one floor above. By late morning,Chuck felt a little bit better and decided to report in for work atKanagawa Bank.*****Shinya Hashimoto, a cousin of the Saiko-komon of the same family name,owned the auto repair shop most frequently used by the Watanabe Yakuza.After he was informed a vehicle belonging to Hiromi Sato had beenbrought in, Shinya took it upon himself to inspect the car.Nothing seemed amiss as the Fairlady was put on a lift and then raisedinto.