Jeanne de Villers


Franck is studying his youngest daughter. “Did you cut her bangs?” he asks me.

“I tried putting in a barrette but she kept pulling it out and eating it.”

“It looks weird.”

I study my work. “It looks fine. Anyway, I’m not a professional hairdresser.”

“It makes her look like Jeanne d’Arc.”

I smile. “No, not Jeanne d’Arc. Jeanne de Villers.”