A Heartbreaking Request
“Cut it all,” the girl said as Maria stared at her hair. It was matted and messy, with thick blobs that hadn’t seen a comb in a long while. “Why d’you want me to cut it?” Maria asked, already seeing that she’d have to clear her schedule for the rest of the day.
“Because it’s worthless,” said the girl. “I’m worthless.” Her eyes grew wet with tears, “Please cut it all.”