“Who’s she?” Carol asked.
“That’s Robert.”
“He’s got a bob!”
“Yeah… a few of ’em have girlie hair.” he said as he scrolled through a few more photographs and zoomed into one. “Me with clips in.”
“He he.” Carol grinned. Peter has typical boyish hair; short around the back and sides with a full fringe, only in this picture his fringe is swept off his forehead and held in place with two silver barrettes. “That looks OK.” she said. “You look nice with your hair off your face.”
“Yeah.” he half-heartedly sighed. “Not sure I like it myself but…”
“But what?”
“Well… I dunno… just new to this concept of looking ‘nice’.” he replied. “I can put a slide or band in my hair and to me it looks stupid but my mum, Kate and the girls at school, and now you… all say I look nice.” he said, finding another photograph and showing it to Carol. “You can’t tell me that looks nice?”
