"Translucent Reflections: The Salon Specter"

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1. Simon Oliver Wills was a boy of four years old, born on June 2, 2020.
2. At this moment in May 2024, he was fast approaching his 4th birthday.
3. Simon stood three feet six inches tall, with a slight build weighing thirty-seven pounds.
4. His hair was a soft, sandy blonde, worn in a tousled mop of curls that flopped over his forehead.
5. Bright blue eyes peeked out beneath those curls, wide and inquisitive.
6. His fair skin spoke of northern European descent, smooth except for a sprinkle of pale freckles on his nose and cheeks.
7. Today, Simon accompanied the two most important women in his life.
8. His mother, Emily Anne Wills, smiled as she held his hand.
9. Emily was twenty-two, born September 17, 2001.
10. At five feet three inches and one hundred and fifteen pounds, she carried herself with gentle energy.
11. Shining chestnut brown hair framed her face, straight and falling to her shoulders.
12. Her almond-shaped hazel eyes sparkled as she talked to Simon and her own mother.
13. Emily’s mother, Simon’s grandma, walked alongside them at a slower pace.
14. Rosemary Wills was fifty-two, born April 25, 1972.
15. Rosemary measured five feet tall and weighed one hundred and thirty pounds.
16. Her thick, silver-grey hair was styled in soft waves just above her shoulders.
17. She had gentle, light blue eyes, rimmed with laugh lines, and a complexion much like her daughter’s.
18. On this busy spring morning, the trio had a small adventure planned.
19. Simon needed a haircut, and Emily had chosen a new salon just down the street.
20. Rosemary had insisted on coming, wanting to watch the little boy experience something new.
21. The salon was a cozy, sunlit shop nestled between a bakery and a grocery store.
22. As they approached, Simon’s hand trembled a little in Emily’s grasp.
23. Rings of laughter and sharp scents of shampoo drifted from the doorway.
24. Emily knelt down, brushing Simon’s hair from his forehead.
25. "You ready, bunny?" she whispered.
26. Simon nodded, wide-eyed.
27. His sneakers squeaked as the three entered the salon.
28. Simon glanced around at the pastel walls, glittering mirrors, and racks of colorful bottles.
29. There were five Korean women bustling around, each uniquely styled.
30. The first was Mrs. Ji-won Kim, the most senior, age fifty-three, born March 16, 1971.
31. Ji-won stood at four feet eleven inches, a petite stature.
32. She weighed one hundred and ten pounds.
33. Her hair was a dark, rich black, styled in a close cropped pixie cut.
34. Her almond eyes were deep brown, framed by careful eyeliner.
35. She wore a pale lavender short sleeve silk blouse with tiny pearl buttons.
36. Ji-won paired this with crisp white shorts reaching mid-thigh.
37. On her feet were blush pink platform sandals, thick soles with a crisscross top.
38. Her fingernails and toenails gleamed with matching pearl lavender polish.
39. Around her neck glittered a dainty diamond necklace.
40. Her ears were adorned with gold hoop earrings.
41. A delicate diamond wedding ring sat snug on her finger.
42. She wore a thin gold bracelet on her left wrist.
43. A small gold anklet twinkled on her left ankle.
44. A stack of three silver rings decorated her right hand.
45. The second, Ms. Soo-min Park, was slightly older than Simon’s grandmother, age fifty-three, born February 24, 1971.
46. She measured four feet ten inches and weighed one hundred and twelve pounds.
47. Soo-min’s jet black hair swept into a classic bob, tucked neatly behind one ear.
48. Eyes dark as roasted coffee beans surveyed the salon.
49. She wore a soft sky blue blouse, tucked into a navy blue skirt ending above the knee.
50. Navy open-toe platform sandals encased her feet.
51. Her nails were painted a gentle sky blue, matching her toes perfectly.
52. A clear crystal pendant on a silver chain hung around her neck.
53. Twin sapphire studs graced her ears.
54. A thick platinum wedding ring sat on her left hand.
55. Two silver bangles clinked softly on her wrist.
56. A silver toe ring peeked from her sandal.
57. The third, Mrs. Eun-kyung Choi, was slightly younger than Rosemary, age fifty-one, born November 5, 1972.
58. Eun-kyung was four feet nine inches tall and weighed one hundred and eight pounds.
59. Her midnight black hair was styled in a pixie cut with a dramatic side sweep covering one eye.
60. Her eyes were a gentle almond brown, warm with kindness.
61. Eun-kyung wore a bright lemon yellow blouse with flutter sleeves.
62. Lemon yellow shorts completed her look, hugging just above the knee.
63. White leather platform sandals gave her a lift.
64. Lemon yellow polish shone on all fingernails and toenails.
65. Around her neck lay a delicate gold heart locket.
66. Her wedding ring was rose gold with etched leaves.
67. Two slim gold cuffs stacked high on her wrist.
68. A trio of slim gold stacking rings adorned her right hand.
69. A single gold bar earring was in her left ear.
70. Ms. Hye-in Lee, slightly older than the boy’s grandma by a few months, age fifty-three, born August 13, 1970.
71. Hye-in stood four feet ten inches and weighed one hundred ten pounds.
72. Her shiny black hair was chin-length, a blunt bob cut.
73. Her eyes were deep black, bright and intelligent.
74. She wore a soft pink blouse with short puff sleeves.
75. Matching pastel pink skirt swirled above her knees.
76. Pale pink platform sandals showed off pink-polished nails.
77. A string of freshwater pearls was wrapped three times around her neck.
78. Her ears bore pearl drop earrings.
79. A thin diamond wedding ring gleamed on one hand.
80. Her left wrist wore a pink gold watch with a tiny pearl face.
81. Two silver bands were stacked on her right ring finger.
82. The fifth, Mrs. Min-seo Lim, was fifty years old, born May 9, 1974.
83. Min-seo was four feet eight inches tall and weighed one hundred six pounds.
84. Her glossy black hair was a playful bob with choppy layers.
85. Her eyes were soft brown, set wide on her gentle face.
86. She wore a mint green blouse, its sleeves rolled up mid-arm.
87. Mint green shorts matched, ending just above her knees.
88. Her shoes were mint green platform sandals with thick soles.
89. Mint green polish shone on her nails and toes.
90. A twisted silver chain adorned her neck.
91. Her ears had silver feather drop earrings.
92. She wore a slim silver and emerald wedding ring.
93. A chunky turquoise bracelet hung on her wrist.
94. A trio of silver stacking rings on her left hand completed the ensemble.
95. Together their jewelry list, arranged by person:
96. Ji-won Kim’s 7 pieces: diamond necklace, gold hoop earrings, diamond wedding ring, gold bracelet, gold anklet, three silver rings.
97. Soo-min Park’s 7 pieces: crystal pendant, sapphire studs, platinum wedding ring, two silver bangles, silver toe ring.
98. Eun-kyung Choi’s 7 pieces: gold heart locket, rose gold wedding ring, two slim gold cuffs, three gold stacking rings, gold bar earring.
99. Hye-in Lee’s 7 pieces: triple-wrap pearl necklace, pearl drop earrings, diamond wedding ring, pink gold watch, two silver bands.
100. Min-seo Lim’s 7 pieces: twisted silver chain, silver feather drop earrings, silver and emerald wedding ring, turquoise bracelet, three silver stacking rings.
101. The salon hummed with energy and conversation.
102. Ji-won was sweeping the floor with brisk, efficient strokes.
103. Soo-min and Eun-kyung worked attentively on customers, snipping and styling hair.
104. Hye-in cleaned mirrors, spraying and wiping vigorously, leaving streaks of citrus behind.
105. Min-seo was perched behind the desk, phone pressed to her ear.
106. Min-seo spoke quickly into the receiver.
107. "Hellos, madam. You come tommrow, yes? Hair cut? Okay, we do at ten hour. You bring boy, cut hair too? We wait you… okay, tank you, bye bye!"
108. The other four women chattered together in rapid-fire Korean.
109. "오늘 날씨 진짜 덥다, 에어컨 좀 더 틀어볼까?"
110. "네, 맞아. 이 손님 머리 너무 부드러워, 감는 게 너무 쉬워."
111. "내일 예약이 다 찼어, 이번 주말은 진짜 바쁘다."
112. "점심 뭐 먹을까? 김밥 싸왔는데, 같이 먹자."
113. Emily brought Simon to the waiting area, settling him into a bright yellow plastic chair near the stylists.
114. Simon kicked his feet silently, eyes darting around.
115. Eun-kyung noticed him and wiped her hands on her shorts, approaching Simon gently.
116. She motioned for him to follow.
117. "Hallo, boy. Come here please. You sit. You want cut your hair short, long?"
118. Simon blinked, shy, twisting in his seat.
119. "Uh… short. Umm. Cut here," he pointed awkwardly to his bangs, struggling for words.
120. Eun-kyung smiled warmly, draping a soft quilted cape over the boy.
121. She adjusted it, gently tucking the edges under his chin.
122. With soft words, she moved her hands above his head.
123. "Okay, good boy, you relax now. We cut nice for you, look more nice."
124. Simon closed his eyes at the gentle touch, feeling warmth and then a deep, strange drowsiness.
125. The hum of scissors faded as Simon slipped into an uneasy sleep.
126. Distant voices swirled around his head, and a cold sensation prickled his skin.
127. He opened his eyes—but everything was different.
128. The colors of the salon seemed sharper, yet muted.
129. Simon looked down—and saw, impossibly, his own body still sitting in the chair.
130. His hands, arms, legs—all transparent, glowing with a faint blue light.
131. He pressed his hands to his chest; they passed through, cold and weightless.
132. He stood, the scene before him frozen, surreal.
133. He watched Eun-kyung standing behind his body, snipping with shiny silver hair-cutting scissors and a black fine-toothed comb.
134. She chatted quietly with her friends.
135. "이 아이 머리 진짜 얇아, 너무 귀여워지겠다."
136. "맞아, 스타일링이 금방 끝날 거야."
137. Ji-won swept, her broom moving through dust but making no sound.
138. Soo-min tended to another customer, expertly layering a bob with practiced ease.
139. Hye-in wiped the mirrors, humming to herself, reflected in distorted angles.
140. Min-seo sat behind the desk, propped near her phone; a busy Korean video played on the screen, bright and loud, spilling words across the air.
141. Simon wandered, an invisible observer, near each woman.
142. Every time he moved close, a chill breeze swept over him, ruffling the edges of his translucent self.
143. Ji-won’s broom sent tiny whirls of cold wind past him.
144. Soo-min’s scissors gleamed in the light, and Simon shivered at the edge of her station.
145. Hye-in’s spray touched his ghostly arm and a shiver danced down his spine.
146. Min-seo, at the desk, pressed buttons, oblivious to the spectral boy gliding by.
147. Simon approached Eun-kyung, watching her work on his sleeping body.
148. She held a sleek pair of silver hair-cutting scissors, snipping small sections, while a black fine-toothed comb parted the hair expertly.
149. As she worked, she chatted with her friends again.
150. "조금만 더 자르면 될 것 같아, 앞머리 잘 맞춰야 해."
151. "잘했어, 아이가 금방 예뻐질 거야."
152. The world seemed to pulse around Simon, cold and unfamiliar.
153. He drifted toward the entrance, and, with effort, pressed through the wall.
154. He entered the bustling grocery store next door, unseen by all.
155. The store echoed with voices, carts rattling, scanner beeps.
156. A long line stretched from the registers, impatient faces everywhere.
157. At the front of the line stood a Filipino woman, clutching her purse and a jam-packed cart.
158. Her purse was a woven tan leather with gold fringes and chunky zipper pulls.
159. Her hands gripped the cart, knuckles tight, filled with rice sacks, fruit, canned goods, and mountains of snack packs.
160. Her feet slipped into raised wooden sandals with black lacquer details and embroidered red florals.
161. She wore a traditional short-sleeved dress, baro’t saya, the skirt ending just above the knees and no attached leggings.
162. Delicate white embroidery adorned the blue silk bodice.
163. Her legs were bare, shins shining under the fluorescent lights.
164. Bold ruby red polish glowed on her fingernails and toenails, perfectly matched.
165. She wore eight pieces of jewelry in a list:
166. 1. Thick gold chain necklace with an old-style coin pendant.
167. 2. Dangling gold earrings shaped like tiny birds.
168. 3. Chunky gold bracelet with tiny pearls.
169. 4. Gold wedding band with diamond chip inlay.
170. 5. An emerald cocktail ring on her right index finger.
171. 6. A gold watch encrusted with tiny rubies.
172. 7. White gold bangle on her left wrist.
173. 8. A tiny toe ring with blue sapphire stones.
174. Simon hovered near her as she shifted her weight to one side.
175. The woman turned, still tightly gripping the cart, lining up perfectly with Simon’s not-quite-body.
176. A rush of pulling sensation swept through him—a magnetism, a swirl, a chill.
177. Suddenly, Simon realized the weight on his shoulder—the purse, now felt heavy, unfamiliar.
178. Looking down, his little boy hands had transformed into adult ones, tense and pale brown.
179. He felt himself gripping the cart, blinking rapidly.
180. Panic gave way to terror as he glimpsed a mirror in the distance.
181. In the glass, his reflection was no longer his own.
182. Only the Filipino woman stared back, lips pressed tight.
183. Simon looked down at himself—he was the woman, no more trace of the boy.
184. He tried speaking, voice trembling.
185. "Nanay, lola, saan kayo?" he cried, in Tagalog, searching for his lost mother and grandmother.
186. His memories evaporated, twisting and dissolving: birthday parties, laughter, the scent of pancakes.
187. Names faded, faces blurred, emotions dropped away, until nothing remained.
188. He opened his mouth, but all that came out was a long, wavering sigh.
189. The woman frowned, suddenly feeling off-kilter.
190. She put her hands on her hips and snapped loudly, switching between Tagalog and English.
191. "Ay naku! This line, so slow, nakakainis talaga! Why are all these people so babagal?"
192. Sighing, she fished her phone from her purse and dialed her daughter.
193. "Anak, are you going to meet me sa harap or not? Kasi I’m here na, it’s so crowded."
194. Thinking of her upcoming trip to the Philippines, she rolled her shoulders to ease the burden of travel.
195. The cart shifted, stuffed with treats for the family she would see soon in Manila.
196. The thought of home wafted briefly through her mind.
197. She checked her watch—her husband’s flight would land in a week.
198. Beside her, the cart full of snacks, rice, and noodles felt comfortingly real.
199. The bright lights of the store shimmered against her ruby nails and jewelry.
200. She watched another woman bicker with a clerk over coupons.
201. A little girl laughed, clutching a box of crackers, blissfully unaware of life’s complexities.
202. The Filipino woman adjusted her skirt, feeling its stiffness.
203. She shifted her purse again, catching a glimpse of herself in another angled mirror.
204. A vague sense of missing something—someone—hovered at the edge of her thoughts.
205. She shook it off, refocusing on the grocery list in her head.
206. The line inched forward as she planned the family dinner for the night.
207. She double-checked the snack selection, worrying about her children’s favorites.
208. Her phone buzzed with a message from her husband back home.
209. "Can’t wait to see you! Don’t forget my favorite dried mangoes!"
210. She smiled briefly, tapping out a reply.
211. The crowd behind her pressed closer, impatient and noisy.
212. She rolled the cart forward, shoes clicking against the tile.
213. Another sigh as the cashier waved the next customer ahead.
214. The jewelry she wore winked in the fluorescent glow.
215. She paused, recognizing a neighbor three carts back, but didn’t wave.
216. The world hummed as she felt more herself—old worries, old dreams.
217. At last, the memory of being Simon was gone, buried beneath the pulse of the store.
218. She thought of the flight, the reunion, the careful gift-wrapping she’d begun.
219. Children’s voices floated by, sharp and bright.
220. She smiled absently, thinking of seeing her husband after many months apart.
221. The cashier beckoned, and she loaded groceries one by one onto the counter.
222. Chips, cookies, dried mangoes, and chocolate bars piled up.
223. "Ma’am, did you find everything okay today?" the cashier asked.
224. "Yes, I did, salamat," she replied, careful and polite.
225. Bags filled quickly.
226. She paid, watching her rings gleam against the bills.
227. The crowd shifted, moving toward the sliding doors.
228. She loaded the bags into her cart, purse swinging on her arm.
229. Outside, the weather was balmy, sunshine painting the city in gold.
230. She rolled her cart forward, her sandals clicking against the sidewalk.
231. The nearby salon, where Simon had sat moments before, gleamed in the sun—unremarkable.
232. Children laughed in the distance as she walked toward her car.
233. Her mind filled with thoughts of home, snacks, and love.
234. No trace, anywhere, of a boy named Simon Oliver Wills.
235. Just the sound of footsteps, the weight of groceries, and the promise of a journey soon begun.
236. The Filipino woman paused, smiling at a familiar memory she could not place.
237. The world spun on, ordinary and strange.
238. Sunlight glimmered on her jewelry as she reached her car.
239. Somewhere, in the distant echoes of childhood, a trace of Simon lingered—but vanished at last.
240. Only life moved forward, as it always does, on a warm and ordinary day.

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