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"You betcha, babycakes. Chemo's done, cancer's gone. And look!" Babe tugs the pink wig off her head to show a dusting of short hair covering her skull. Grace reaches out, waiting for Babe's nod, and rubs her hand over the soft bristles. She blinks hard, tearing up. "I'm hoping it’ll come back red," Babe says thoughtfully, pulling the wig back on. "I always wanted to look like Rita Hayworth. Or at least do the Gilda striptease."
Finally, post-s3 snuggles. Of course, there's some pre-series angst to get through first.
- Part 6 of The Past Forty Years