Little Alice and her mama.
Written for the LJ me_and_thee_100 comm challenge 3: Sweet Alice
“Come here, honey, let me brush your hair.”
“Ouch. That hurts, Mama.”
“Now, it’s just a little tangled. Remember, sometimes we have to suffer to be beautiful.”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
“There, now; let’s use this pretty ribbon, it matches your pretty eyes.”
“Ow….”
“There, that’s perfect. Oh, you look a picture. One day, you’re going to be the belle of the ball. The boys will be falling all over themselves to ask you out. You’ll have to beat them off with a stick.”
“Really, Mama? You think so?”
“I know so, Alice. You just wait and see. When you grow up.”
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