“It’s Monday. The salon is closed,” Carrie Ann mumbled. She rolled onto her side and refused to open her eyes. But her brain started ticking off all of the things she needed to do for White Lace and Promises and so falling back asleep wasn’t remotely an option. Even though Sophia was going to run the creative end of the salon, Carrie Ann remained in charge of ordering products and keeping the books. The early-to-rise habit dated way back to when she had to help her mama get Ava and Ellie ready for school. Ava insisted upon wearing outrageous outfits to kindergarten, causing quite a morning ruckus. Ellie, the little rascal, liked to sneak back into bed while Ava pitched her hissy fits leaving Carrie Ann almost no time for her own primping, usually resulting in a ponytail, jeans, and whatever top she could manage to round up. For a former cheerleader, this hasty morning ritual was far less time than she would have wanted. But then again, primping became less of a priority when her social life waned.
