Weekenders Romance Watch
Author: T. Strange
Genre: Mainstream Romance
Edward Grey is a medical student by day, necromancer by night. He lives alone with the first zombie he ever raised, his childhood cat, Boo. Edward’s life is simple: studying medicine, training his necromantic powers with his mentor, Mariel, and having weekly dinners with his parents. When he finds a very attractive corpse in a park and brings it home to reanimate, he accidentally creates a sassy, free-willed zombie who believes Edward is the one who murdered him.
“Kit, have you thought about going to a hairdresser just to have your hair washed?” I wasn’t sure if a hairdresser would do that, but it seemed like something that would appeal to him.
His eyes gleamed covetously. “What a great idea! We can go together. Which salon do you go to? I’ll book us an appointment right away.”
At least he was trying to include me. With a sense of impending doom, I told him the truth. “I don’t go to a salon. I cut my hair myself. I have one of those clippers…” I trailed off, watching his horrified expression. It was as though I had told him I sometimes ate kittens with Tabasco sauce.
“Not anymore,” he told me, his tone firm and final. “I’ll just make us appointments, shall I?”
“Okay,” I said, meekly. My mom is always telling me I’m too passive. I always agree with her, which I suppose sort of proves her point. My father is the same way with her. She has a very forceful personality, not unlike Kit, and I don’t want to hear anything about Freud.
My haircut was spectacularly uneventful and left me looking exactly the way I did when I cut it myself, only smelling strange and sixty dollars poorer. I had spent less than that buying my clippers, which promised to give me years of haircuts.
I didn’t let the hairdresser style my hair. I didn’t want Kit to get any expectations about my appearance.
Kit, of course, was another matter entirely. Every hairdresser in the shop came over to admire and fondle his hair. None of them seemed to find it odd that he only wanted a rinse. Especially because Kit was being charged sixty dollars for the privilege of having strangers wash his hair.