Molly stood to the side and bent over, peering inside the spa. She chewed her lower lip nervously. Going in with others was so easy. By herself? She managed to pull herself forward. It was good to go girly, he’d said so, himself.
Molly looked down at her hands, her one thumb scraping along the chipped edge of her blue nail polish. She wanted something… different. Different for her. But there were other people being taken care of.
“Can I… Can I get my nails done over? Make them long, like a girls?” Molly half whispered to the woman at the appointment desk.
“There’s one more seat open. We can take you now, if you’d like.” The woman smiled politely and Molly eyed the three women already seated and being tended to.
“Okay.” Molly allowed herself to be guided to a chair and a nail tech was setting up in front of her before she knew it.
Molly smiled at everyone, customer and employee alike. “Hello.”