I am a terrible friend. I have no idea what’s going on in Atara’s life, aside from ballet and shopping
To bring it up or not bring it up? That is the question.
I eye Atara sideways; she is listening raptly as Fraidy launches into her “Intro to Curls with Hot Tools.”
I listen with half an ear as the hairdresser debates the merits of Paul Mitchell products, and study Atara.
She looks fine, maybe a little tired, but she looks put together and alert.
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