Loup Soup (19)

   
   "Loup Soup (19)"
   
   Alicia was meeting with Jasper today at the comic shop.  Had just given herself a "bob" haircut, not having the money for a beautician or basic barber.  She figured if Joan of Arc could do it--so could she, her being from Toulon and knowing that Saint Joan's haircut inspired the "bob" around 1909 in Paris.  
   She wasn't nervous about what Jasper would think.  Knew he liked courage.  And what is more courageous than a chick with short hair?  An involution of the self to outshine the fibs and lies of an adder-inspired desire for beauty; next, if you don't have it--envy.  Unless united to the Sacred Heart, which is an Anomalous Phenomenon, unless your Ninjutsu Rabbi teaches well.    
   So, after piloting her economically-inclined automobile to the comic shop--she boldly yet humbly entered, armed with her new fashion of dirty-blonde, having a cosmogony of rebirth, really wanting a man's sincere love after so many mistakes in her past, that she had confessed, bringing into the light, only ashamed that she had once hid in the darkness.
   Jasper spotted her, and a Han Solo grin spread across his face, for he had found his Chewbacca, so to speak, with a little less hair.