While I ate lunch the other day, a group of teenagers walked in, and among the mix of bubbly innocents stood a striking young woman wearing a cheap black wig. The fact that my eyes along with those of my coworkers followed her was no surprise. More than one nose turned up at her questionable hair. Someone whispered, “Who is she?” The reply from another was “Probably a slut.”
But, maybe it was the quiet one with a neat blond bob who had the best secrets. Wouldn’t we like to know? When creating a character, which way do you swing? Does the black-haired beauty have the interesting life, or did she just like the wig?