When to Go Gray

I fantasize about breaking free from the bond of my follicle prison

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Last week, my caring-but-business-like housekeeper asked me if I was letting my hair go gray.

“No. That wasn’t my plan… ” I responded, confused. I quickly checked my reflection in the dirty glass of the microwave door. English is not her first language and, having chipped away at confusing…