“Do you realize, Rosie said to her mother, that I’m the one who’s suppose to becalming you down about all of this. Not the other way around? I’m the one who’s suppose to be talking you off the ledge. You’re suppose to be panicking and dragging him off to church or something. So few Jews at church these days, said Carmelo. You’re to old to be open-minded and tolerant, said Rosie. I’m too old not to be. She sucked coolly on her cigarette again, then waved at Rosie to punctuate her point.”
