“What are you talking about? What’s wrong with my hair? Who cares about my hair anyway? What just happened to us Bentley?” He leaned up in the bed, instinctively running his hand through his hair. It felt normal, it was still there. What was she talking about? She gazed at him strangely, and then suggested: “Go look at yourself in the bathroom mirror. It’s incredible.”
Thinking that there must be something growing out of the side of his head, he flew out of bed and into the bathroom. He flicked on the light and stepped in front of the bathroom mirror. He thought his jaw would drop straight to the floor and shatter into a thousand pieces on the hard tile. All he could do was mumble the words: “Oh shit!”
What he found staring back at him was an image of himself, normal in every aspect except for one thing. His hair was completely white. Snow-white to be precise.
As he turned back towards the bedroom, the only thought running through his mind was: “Why was my hair suddenly white?”
**This is an excerpt from the third book in the Superstars Trilogy. Get your copy at Amazon!