I said to Sally. He ambled off to the bedroom. “What do you want? Farrah? Orphan Annie? Elvira?” “Something that won't attract attention.” He returned with a blond wig and held it out for approval. “This is from my Marilyn collection. Very popular with older men who like to be spanked.” I was thinking Yuk, but Lula looked like she was filing it away in case she decided to return to her former profession. Sally pinned my hair back and tugged the wig on. “Needs something.” “Needs Marilyn lips,” Lula said. “Can't have Marilyn hair without Marilyn lips.” “I don't know how to do lips,” Sally said. “Sugar always does my lips. And Sugar isn't here. We sort of had a fight, and he went off in a snit.” “You two fight a lot?” Lula asked. “Nope. Never.
