The Power of the Truth

Chapter 10

A/N:
This is the last chapter of The Power of the Truth. Hope you enjoy!

Emma's POV

Tonight at 8:00, we are having a girls night out. Regina, Belle, Ruby, my mother, and I will meet at Granny's until they close at 11:00. My day at the sheriff's station is over and it's 6:00. That gives me two hours to get dressed into something nice, do my hair, and make-up.

I called down from my room, "Hey, mom, can I borrow one of your dresses?"

"What dress?" She called back up.

"The one layer, baby pink dress?"

"Uh... Yeah. Of course!"

"Thanks, mom!"

"You're welcome, honey!"

I asked because we're basically the same size.

I put the dress on and looked in the mirror. It was really cute.

I called back down to my mom, "Mom, are you busy?"

"I'm finishing up my make-up. Why?"

"I was going to ask if you would do my hair."

"Of course. Give me one minute. All I have to do is brush my hair, which there's not very much of it. I could also do your make-up."

"Okay, that'd be great."

I walked downstairs to see my mom putting on lipstick.

"Aren't you're lips already as red as can be?"

She turned around at the sound of my voice.

"Oh, Emma, that dress looks gorgeous on you." She said, tears brimming in her eyes.

"Oh, mom, thank you. Don't cry, you'll get make-up everywhere on your face." I said coming over to hug her. "You look gorgeous, also."

My dad walked in. "I have never seen two more beautiful women in my whole life." He said coming over to kiss my mom and hug me while cradling my head.

"Thank you, honey."

"Thanks, dad. But, this is actually mom's dress."

"Well, it looks good on you, too."

"Thank you, dad."

"You're welcome."

"Okay, done with my make-up. I can start on you now, Emma."

I sat down on the stool. She started brushing my hair.

"Any idea what you want me to do to it?"

"Uh, actually, yes. Will you put it in a fairly high, tight ponytail, and do a few loose curls on the end of it?"

"Oh, yeah. That's easy!"

She plugged the curler in and continued brushing my hair. After she finished brushing it, she started to put it up.

"That should be long enough to heat up. Do you want one big curl or a few mini curls?"

"One big curl, please."

"Okay. I'm glad you're easy to please when it comes to hair." She said. "After this, what do you want me to do for your make-up?"

"I just want something really light to match the dress."

"Okay. Done with your hair. Do you want to see it now or when I'm done with your make-up?"

"When you're done with my make-up."