Kwai said following Sioux into the den of Sioux’s home. “She didn’t let me do anything. I just left. Now come over here and help me finish taking down my hair. Mama started last night, but I couldn’t take her hovering for another second. Bev worked me in for tomorrow.” “I was about to ask you what had gone wrong with your head,” Kwai said, examining the blunt ends where Sioux had cut off the extensions. “You know Bev will remove extensions for you?” “Sure, I do. But have you seen what she charges?” Sioux asked as she sat down on the large over stuffed sofa. She’d placed a large beach towel over the plush white surface to keep it from getting covered with hair as she removed her long overdue braid extensions. Kwai smirked and shook her head. This was an old argument. “Do I need to point out that you’re rich as hell?” “I won’t be for long if I start spending thousands of dollars on my hair,” Sioux said sucking her teeth. “Cheap heffa.” “Damn right.”
