“My name is Downey,” the cosmetician said. He pointed to a seat that faced a mirror.

“Why don’t you have a seat?” As Crystal sat down, Downey asked her what her name was, and she said, “My name is Cristie.”

“I really appreciate what you’re doing for me.” Serenity was relieved to hear Crystal offer an alias in lieu of her real name. She thought - In a place like this, the fewer people that knew her real name, the better it would be. After all, Crystal wouldn’t want to be ...