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she asked.
    â€œTen,” Aly and Brooke answered together.
    â€œCan you measure eight inches of my hair?” Sophie asked. “From the top again.”
    Eight inches got Sophie’s hair to her chin. If she did cut it, it would wind up quite a bit longer than Brooke’s hair.
    Aly spied a hair magazine nearby and skimmed through it until she found a model with a chin-length bob. “Look!” she said, showing the magazine to Sophie. “If you cut ten inches, you hair could look like this girl’s.That is, if you have the same type of hair as hers.”
    Brooke sighed. “That, apparently, is a very important part of haircuts. A part Suzy Davis was clueless about.”
    Sophie and Aly giggled. Sophie carefully studied the magazine. “I’ll do it,” she said. “And I want to donate my hair like Brooke is.”
    Just as she said that, Lou walked over. “What can I do to help you girls?” she asked. “Mallory said you needed to see me.”
    Aly started, “We want to—” But Brooke cut her off.
    â€œRemember a few days ago when you gave me a haircut?” she asked.
    Lou nodded. “Of course I do.”
    â€œWell, Aly saved my braid. And we’re going to donate it to a charity called Loving Locks, which makes wigs for sick people who need them. We werethinking that maybe whenever anyone with long hair gets their hair cut here, they might like to donate their hair too. And since this is your salon, maybe you could be the one to ask them?”
    Brooke stopped for air and then continued. “Because Aly knows that Daisy Quinn has an appointment to get her hair cut to match Violet’s. So if you could tell your customers about Loving Locks and the wigs and the donations, that would be really nice.”
    Aly smiled. She couldn’t have said it better herself. But she did hand the information sheet on Loving Locks to Lou. “This is what it says on their website,” she said.
    â€œYou know,” Lou said, “this is wonderful idea. I can’t believe I never thought of it myself before. Why waste all that hair when it could help someone in need? I’ll make copies of this and make sure Mallorydistributes it around the salon, particularly to anyone with long hair who comes in for a haircut.”
    â€œAnd, Lou,” Sophie piped up, “will you cut my hair to my chin, so I can donate my hair too?”
    â€œOf course I can, Sophie,” Lou answered. “But not today. You need a parent to call for an appointment.”
    The girls said their good-byes and headed to the Sparkle Spa. The spa wasn’t going to be open that day—they’d pushed their work day to Wednesday this week at the request of the Auden Angels soccer team—but the girls wanted to finish making the barrettes.
    â€œYou know,” Sophie said as she braided some of the sparkly ribbons, “if we’re starting to sell these on Saturday, maybe we could offer a special manicure to go along with it. We could charge a certain amount and donate that money to Loving Locks too.”
    â€œWell, we’dalready planned to give the donation jar money to Loving Locks,” Brooke said, blowing on the barrette she was making to help dry the glue.
    â€œYeah, but I know what Sophie means,” Aly said. “For regular Sparkle Spa services, people donate any amount they want. But if we created one of our special occasion manicures in honor of Loving Locks, we could set a five-dollar contribution. Then we’d have even more money to donate.”
    Brooke nodded. “Got it,” she said. “And I know the perfect manicure.” She chose two polish colors—Red Rover and Yellow Submarine—and took Aly’s hand in hers. She painted Aly’s thumb bright red, and when it dried, she painted a neat yellow stripe right across the top. “It’s like a colorful French manicure,” she said, “so it’ll