The Deaf She-wolf: Kaya
I rubbed the soap into her scalp, massaging the sensitive flesh.
Rinsing all that soap out, we hurried and got out. Kaya was just as busy as I was these days, if not more. She stood there wrapped in a huge white towel. She ran the brush through her long hair. It was so long it came to the top of her bottom. She began to braid it into two long braids. As I dressed, I watched as she found some leggings and an oversized sweater. Today, it was a pink fuzzy one. She pulled on her boots that I knew Helen loved on.