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Gray, what a color, Gray

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Good heavens, gray hair, one wasn't so bad, I still have enough dark hair to cover it.  I sat at the light staring in the rearview mirror trying to imagine myself totally gray.  
Would I be distinguished?  Would I be sexy?  Would it accompany wrinkles?  I wiggled my nose and smiled at my reflection in the mirror. Wow the possibilities were endless..
It would be as it would be, wasn't it said that Gray hair was a crown of glory?  Then, I will be a queen. 

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AnaCristina Short little piece previously published on Ficlets. Believe it or not, this actually happened to me! The hairdresser wasn't being rude, she's someone I've been going to since forever, so she's practically family and has no problems speaking to me so familiarly ... obviously.

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