From the Relief Society Magazine, April 1957 –
Two of a Kind
Sally Harding was struggling with her damp hair, trying to put it up in pin-curls. It was just wavy enough to be stubborn.
In the mirror she could see Mother Harding, Jim’s mother, watching her with polite interest. But without offering to help. Immaculate as always, in a smart blue suit and small blue hat, Mother Harding had stopped in to wait fort the bus, saying, “I thought I’d go into the city for lunch and the style show at Simmons’. It’s such a lovely day!”
Mother Harding might have been a fashion model herself, Sally thought wistfully as she looked at her – “What the Mature Woman Will Wear.” So slim and straight, hair smoothly waved, every detail perfect. Definitely ungrandmotherly … it was a disappointment, a hurt that Sally had not been able to overcome. She glared at her own wet brown locks and jabbed the last pin in viciously, so that it pricked her scalp.