Fnizzle, Thwoosh, KABLOOM!
Leonora Bolt’s hair was on fire again. And so were her eyebrows. “Amazing,” she murmured, before realizing her head felt a bit hotter than usual. Grabbing a glass of water, she sloshed it right over herself.
Burnt brown curls stuck to her cheeks like seaweed. Great globs of grease dribbled down her grubby dungarees. And Leonora’s eyes gleamed with triumph.