“Here, I’ll leave to use the little girls room and freshen up,“ Mary had now begun running her fingers through her long, thick, silky red mane too, “and while I’m gone you three can pick something for me." And with that she got up and left for the bathroom.
“So what’s it going to be for her?" I asked, curious to find out what would cost Mary her hair since she had gotten us into this mess in the first place. That was when it hit me. “I got it!"
So Mary was the first one of us to have a price tag attached to her lovely hair. Mary would lose her precious locks if she ever got us all to agree to another crazy pact again. This wasn’t the first time she had done something like this, but they were rare so it would give her plenty of time to enjoy her long, thick mane before it was gone.
Mary came back, and when we told her we had chosen her condition it was Jenny’s turn to go to the restroom. As she walked away we discussed what would be an inevitable event for her, and we agreed that it would only be a matter of time before she gave up glasses again for contacts. The day she put the contacts back in her eyes her hair would be coming off her head.
