Uneasy
“What’s your name?” Jessica asked when the girl walked back to her. The girl muttered her name, and Jessica introduced herself. “Do you want to come inside?” she asked. Even though the girl nodded and entered the salon, Jessica could tell that she was still uneasy. She led the girl through the busy salon, past all the stylists and clients. When the girl finally lowered her hood, Jessica understood why she had run away.