If it makes you feel better, Laken’s going bald.” “It’s true.” Laken felt his diminishing hair. The girls at school had once gone buckwild for him because of that mane. “I’ll probably be bald in a few years.” “The good thing is that you’re already ugly, so it won’t be much of a difference.” Spiegelman broke into a laugh. Laken smacked him in the stomach.
