"Lauren, your hair is getting so long again! It's grown down past the tops of your shoulders now, huh?"
"Yep! It's veeeeery long. So much longer than before."
"Do you remember when you cut it yourself? In your bedroom?"
"Uhm-hmm. I remember..."
"Do you want to get it cut again? I mean, not you cutting it -- that was crazy! -- but at the salon?"
"No! No, no, mama, no! I want it to grow and grow, and I'm not going to ever get it cut again."
"Never? What about if it gets bubble gum stuck in it?!"
"Mo-oom. I won't get bubble gum in my hair!"
"Okay. But why don't you want to get it cut ever again?"
"Because I want it to grow as long as Mia's is. Silky and long and pretty, just like Mia's. Mia, I'm going to look just like you!"
A dragonfly zipped past, a wind blew over, a chlorinated splash splashed, and the girls hugged their arms behind each others' backs. Feet rippled little girl reflections into twin distortions. A cloud floated under the sun, a shadow lingered.
And I refused to blink.
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