A Door Left Ajar

After a moment, Hazel heard the makeup artist's gentle cue. Her little fists relaxed, and she blinked her big eyes open. She checked the mirror but didn't see any difference.

Cole, stuck in place while getting his hair done, couldn't turn to look at her. "Hazel, look at me," he called.

She peeked out, and now he could see her properly. He smiled. "Your face is all pink, like a little jelly."

"Real