The Groomer Stopped Mid-Haircut When Pippa Fell Asleep in Her Hand
Halfway through Pippa’s haircut, Angela found herself unable to move her left hand. There was nothing wrong with it. She could have drawn it back, reached for a comb, or adjusted the little dog standing on her grooming table. But Pippa had lowered her chin into Angela’s palm, and somewhere between one careful pass of…

