Wisp - Three Word Wednesday

Three Word Wednesday where you write something using the three prompt words.
This week's words are  ... Fragile, rampant and tremor.

It was a fragile situation, she'd seen a number of hairs in the plughole and his wisp on top was ... well ... just that, a wisp. 
She'd told him to shave it off like Yul Brynner and strut his stuff, but he was unnaturally attached to the last few follicles. 
The conversation would arise daily but he would hold his ground as if he were Samson and the remaining strands held some mystical power, but the day finally came when they had to go.
"They're coming off, the wind caught them while we were out today and they stood on end like you'd been electrocuted!"
"So."
"They look silly!"
"I don't care I'm keeping them."
"Look, it's not just that" ...  there was a tremor in her voice,  "you're starting to remind me of,"  she paused knowing what it meant if she said it ...."Uncle Horace!"
His face dropped.
"No!"
"Yes."
"Not that rampant old geezer who everybody said had more hair up his nose and in his ears than he did on his head?"
She nodded.
"Get the razor!"