I understand that, the redhead continued to talk with her back to him. When Duncan was here yesterday he pointed out to me that I need to buy you a few things.

Sean said nothing; he couldnt get the words past the lump that suddenly rose in his throat. Duncan was the only person who felt real to him, and knowing that he was still thinking of him and cared enough to see to his needs was almost more than Sean could take.

Twenty minutes later they walked up the street together. The signs of a town coming to life were all around them. Doors were being opened and awnings raised. Sean had no idea where the store was; he simply followed his wifes lead. She suddenly stopped in front of the barbershop.

Would you like a haircut?

Seans hand moved self-consciously to the shaggy hair at the back of his head. Before he could answer, Charlie held out a few coins to him.

Ill go ahead to the store and find you some clothes. Its just three doors down. If you finish first, come down and find me.

For some reason Sean was hesitant to let her go, but she turned and moved confidently down the street, so he entered the near-empty shop.

There was a man in the chair who had been talking calmly until Sean stepped across the threshold. His face registered shock and then fear as soon as Sean took a chair against the wall.

Sean tried to ignore the mans stare, but his shame was so great that he didnt know where to look or if he should say something. It was a relief a few minutes later when the man left.

Sean stood when the barber swiveled the chair in his direction. For the first time he noticed the man showed none of the apprehension that his customer had displayed.

Shave and a haircut? He inquired solicitously.

Sean glanced at the coins in his hands. Just a haircut, thanks.

As the sheet was draped around him Sean raised his chin. The chair was swiveled to face the mirror, and the barber began to snip.

I think you got a lousy deal. The softly spoken words were such a surprise to Sean that he didnt immediately answer. The barber met his eyes in the mirror with such understanding that Sean relaxed.

I had no business being in the bank in the middle of the night. Its a miracle Im alive.

The barber smiled. Youre just like Duncan said you were. Did you want a shave and cant afford it, or do you prefer the beard?

Im usually clean-shaven.

Well then, since my sister, who happens to be married to Duncan, thinks youve got wonderful potential, the shave will be on the house.

Your sister?

I believe she brought you a couple of meals while you were still in jail.