“She really say the F-word out loud and in public?” Mrs. Young called out from under the dryer. I hadn’t only told Lou about my mom. You did hair, you chatted. So my regulars knew too. So did Lou’s. I grabbed a pink towel off the shelves behind the sinks, shook it out of the precise roll Lou and I folded them in and started to wrap Mrs. Swanson’s head in it, saying, “The
