"Just in time. I'm ready for you, girlie." Heart racing, I grab my chest and breathe a sigh of relief as the salon door shuts behind me. "I'm so sorry I'm late." Maggie slips her black smock on and swivels her chair around. Her smile is infectious. "No worries. I ran a little behind this afternoon anyway. Just got done about five minutes ago." Grinning wide, I set my purse on the floor and take a seat. The salon is an open-style...