Sixty-three Year Old Widow Refused to Hide Her Gray Hair at Work

the county judge. We can file for an emergency injunction this afternoon.”

“Let us do it,” I said.

“The filing fee is two hundred and fifty dollars,” Arthur said, reaching for his fountain pen. “And we will need three certified copies.”

The black telephone on Arthur’s desk rang, the loud bell cutting through the quiet room. Arthur did not answer it, letting continue reading …