At the beauty salon, a woman in her late sixties sat near the washing station. Her white hair was rolled in tiny yellow perm rollers. She wore a black salon cape, turqouise skinny jeans and black orthopaedic shoes. Her reading glasses were wide-lensed and tortoise shell. The book she was engrossed in?
The Girls from Ames: A Story of Women and a Forty-Year Friendship by Jeffrey Zaslow.
Have you seen anyone reading lately?