As her luxurious hair became long and stringy, Lindsey's face lost it's youthful luster. It began to look like
it belonged on someone at least ten years older than her who lived all of their life on minimum wage. Dull,
tired looking eyes took the place of her normally pretty doe eyed look, and the blueness of them lost its sheen.
Her body became like a beanpole, her breasts regressed to mere buds, and even a few coarse hairs were on her now
blotty arms.
In spite of all this, Lindsey's personality remained.
How did she take the news?