Another bridge night with the neighborhood clan, and of course Beatrice Gillswater was there. You know the type, impeccably dressed, not a hair out of place, pearls constantly on, perfect nails, and a busy body. She was telling the ladies to watch your husbands around that one, he's got eyes that go over a man like a search light. Men coming in, and going out of the Casa du Borghese... And I says, if everyone would sweep their own pavement, there would be less problems in this world. Meanwhile Ms Moorecock thought she looks good for 40. I says, 40!!!! that old gasoline truck, she's 50 if she's a minute. One more permanent at the salon and she won't have a hair on that head!