For the Love of Summer by Susan Mallery EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Susan Mallery
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“But it’s orange!”
“I saw.”
“I didn’t know hair could turn that color of orange.”
Erica Sawyer glanced from her laptop to her partially closed office door,
her focus on monthly product sales overtaken by the conversation from the
hallway. Two women spoke in hushed voices. The calmer of the two was
Daryn, a level-six stylist at Twisted. Erica didn’t recognize the other voice.
“Did you ask the client if she’d been using box color at home?”
“I did! Twice!” Tears thickened the unknown woman’s voice. “She lied.”
“It happens.” Daryn sounded more resigned than surprised.
The conversation continued, but the stylists had moved out of earshot.
Erica looked back at the spreadsheet, telling herself Daryn was more than
capable of handling whatever disaster had been brought down on them
because a newbie had thought she was better than she was. Oh, and because
a client had lied. If Daryn got into trouble, then she would go to her
supervisor and if she couldn’t help, there was still the salon general
manager. There were layers and layers between Erica and the hair drama du
jour. Part of running a successful empire meant trusting her staff to take
care of business. And that meant staying out of the day-to-day issues.
Three minutes later she swore under her breath as she walked out of her
office, apparently unable to be the boss she should be and let it go.
“I’m not going to meddle,” she murmured to herself as she headed for the
main salon. “I’m on a fact-finding mission.”
She spotted the client instantly. The bright orange shoulder-length hair
was hard to miss, as were the tears. Everything about the body language
warned Erica the day was going to take a turn for the complicated.
She continued to the back room, where stylists mixed color. Daryn was
already doing a color test on a swatch of orange hair. Next to her was a
petite blonde with a blotchy face and tear-filled eyes.
“How bad is it?” Erica asked as she entered.
Daryn shrugged. “Bad. She used box color regularly and lied about it.
Plus I think she switched products. See how some of the strands are lighter
than the others? She wanted to go blond. Not happening. We just have to
get the color close to normal and hope her hair doesn’t turn to spaghetti.”
Erica glanced at the other stylist. “I don’t believe we’ve met. I’m Erica
Sawyer.”
The blonde—maybe twenty-five and shaking—swallowed before she
spoke. “I’m Poppy. I know who you are.”
“That’s gratifying. What’s your level?”
Stylists were rated on a scale from one to six. Those fresh out of beauty
school started as associates, aka assistants. They washed hair, held the foil,
swept the floor. Every few days they were allowed to work on a client,
supervised. If they were smart, they listened and learned. If they weren’t,
they complained about the drudge work, then quit.
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