The next day, Kaylee called me and told me Kayla lost her hair early this morning and I was shocked!
"She did?" I asked.
"Yes, but my mom's getting her a wig or a bandana," said Kaylee.
"Oh, she must be upset about it," I said.
"She was at first," replied Kaylee. "But she started to get used to it."
"That's good to hear," I said.
"Your mom must be lucky that she didn't lose her hair while she had leukemia," said Kaylee.
"I'm not sure she did or not," I told her. "I got a picture of my family when I got baptized when I was four months and I don't remember if she had real hair or a bandana."
After we talked for awhile, I went up to my room for that picture and I found it in my album or a scrapbook. Mom looked like she had hair. I guess she was lucky about not losing any of her hair. Dad gave that to me last year when he found that picture. He told me he has the other one like that.
Speaking of him, he surprised me when I spotted him standing at the doorway and I jumped a mile.
"You surprise me there as usual," I said.
"I'm just going to do some errands, want to come with me?" asked Dad. "We can spend the rest of the day together."
"Okay," I said putting that picture back in the scrapbook.
"Kaylee just called me awhile ago, Kayla lost her hair early this morning," I told him.
"How is she doing now?" asked Dad.
"Kayla got scared about that, but her mom is buying her a wig or a bandana," I replied.
"That's a shame," said Dad.
"I know. I was shocked when Kaylee told me," I responded.
"I bet," agreed Dad.
"Kaylee also said Mom must be lucky if she didn't lose her hair while she was struggling with leukemia," I continued.
"She was very lucky about that," replied Dad.
"I was looking at that baptisim picture because I wasn't sure if that was her real hair or a bandana," I said.
Later, Dad and I saw Kaylee with Stacey at the mall.
"Hi, girls," I greeted them.
"Hi," they greeted back.
"Mary Anne told me Kayla lost her hair today," said Dad.
"She did, she's with Mom buying the bandana," said Kaylee.
"I found out my mom was very lucky about not losing her hair," I said.
"Kayla's starting to get used to it already," said Kaylee.
"That's a good thing," I said.
"I know," agreed Kaylee.
That was when Kayla came out wearing the bandana.
"Hi, Mary Anne," said Kayla as she came to hug me.
"Hi," I said back. "How are you doing?"
"Good. I'm glad I was getting a bandana because I tried a wig out and it was itchy," replied Kayla.
"I know they do itch," I agreed.
"I hope my hair would grow back soon," said Kayla.
"I hope so, too," I said. "Dad told me that Mom didn't lose of any her hair."
"Lucky her," said Kayla.
"I know," I agreed.
"Do you want to join us?" asked Dad.
"We'd love to, but the girls have to baby-sit the other crew while their father and I have a meeting in twenty minutes," replied Mrs. Willis.
"Maybe some other time," said Kayla.
"Okay, no problem," I smiled.
"I'm free, so I'll join you," said Stacey.
That was when they left the mall.
"That's a shame for Kayla," I said.
"I know, I was surprised to hear that, too," said Stacey.
"I'm getting worried about her now," I said.
"Same here," agreed Stacey.
Later on back at home, I was in my room reading a magazine. I tried to not to worry about Kayla, but it doesn't seem to help. I'm still worried about her. I just want her to stay healthy and stay alive. That night, I heard Dad say, "Mary Anne, sweetie, time for dinner."
But I didn't come down because I was still worried about Kayla.
"She must be still worried about Kayla," said Sharon.
"I know, I bet she's not gonna want anything right now," said Dad.
That was when he came in to be with me.
"Are you still worried about Kayla, honey?" asked Dad as I nodded. "Do you want anything for dinner?"
"No, I'm too worried to have anything at this moment," I responded.
"It'll be okay," said Dad. "Want me to back up to see you after dinner?"
"Okay," I replied.
That's what he did after he had his meal.
"Mary Anne," said Dad as he came in to sit next to me. "Are you okay now?"
"I guess so. I just hope I won't lose Kayla. That's what I'm afraid of," I answered.
"It's going to be okay," said Dad. "I'm sure it'll help if we all pray for her."
"I know, that's what I've been doing," I said. "So far, it's been working."
"That's good," smiled Dad.
We kept talking for a bit. Then I started crying because I'm not ready to lose Kayla at all.
"It's going to be alright," said Dad comforting me while I was hugging him.