Scott

Scott had stopped running his fingers through his hair altogether. He had convinced himself that that was the only reason he was losing any hair: the gentle brush of finger to scalp.

Combs and brushes were obviously forbidden as well.

It was never a big deal early in life. A hand through the hair might produce one or two stray strands every once in a while, but no longer. Now it would be as if his hand was wearing a wig, a wig of his own hair.

Certainly it would all stay on his head if it was never touched again.