Getting Old is the Best Revenge by Rita Lakin Page B

tennis togs. It's nice to see young faces around here.
    Even Denny Ryan, our maintenance man, has stopped sweeping the palm fronds to listen. Denny has finally recovered from the harrowing escape he had two months ago. He's back to working on his garden, and he has a new interest: the adorable Yolanda, who takes such good care of our Millie. So far, the two of them have only exchanged shy smiles, but we hope they'll soon get further along in their relationship.
    When Tessie sees me she starts over. I want to tell her not to bother, since Evvie makes me read everything before she sends it in, but Tessie starts emoting.
    " 'Knishes or Knocks? Good Girl Goes Tres Bad by Evvie Markowitz. Review of the French movie He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not. ' "
    Evvie, pretending to stroll, is watching people read her paper, occasionally smiling at a thumbsup sent in her direction. Hearing Tessie, she turns. She waves toward us in her most grandiose manner, graciously bowing, like the true artiste she is.
    Tessie waves back. As she continues to read, Evvie lip-syncs along with her.
    " 'Another French movie, and you know how this reviewer loves French movies.' We sure do know, Evvie." There is a happy nodding and murmuring at that.
    " 'We loved her in Amelie, but I warn you, you're not gonna love Audrey Tautou here as she stalks a doctor, a handsome cardiologist who she loves. Wink, wink, a cardiologist, a doctor of the heart. So how come he doesn't love her back, she's so sweet? But then again, he's married, so maybe that's why. At first it doesn't look like she's stalking, she looks like a girl in love. But believe me, she is stalking, because later in the movie everything turns all around and what was one thing five minutes ago is now something else. But we don't care; she's gorgeous whether she's good or bad, until she starts destroying her friend's apartment and then rips up her wedding dress. She gets weirder and weirder and we start to think maybe she should have gone for a psychiatrist instead of a cardiologist. It was a confusing movie but I'm sure I explained it perfectly.' " Tessie grins as she finishes the review. " 'So, Knishes or Knocks? I give it two knishes. Loved Audrey but the story was not much.' "
    Tessie bows and her audience applauds. Evvie comes over to shake hands with all her admirers.

    Ida and Bella show up finally and our group moves off to another of the picnic tables on the grass. We are gathering to plan our errands for the day.
    "So how was your date last night?" Bella jumps right in.
    "Great," I say noncommittally.
    "So how was the food?" asks Sophie, still reading the Bugle. "You really ate raw fish?"
    "Yes," I say.
    "So how's Morrie?" asks Ida.
    I love the way they always take turns. I wonder if they draw straws beforehand to see who goes first.
    They never take the hint. They know I won't tell them anything, but they still ask. "Fine."
    "Feh," complains Bella, "she's worse with words than that stingy Irving." She gives me a gentle poke. "It wouldn't kill you to share."
    "Hey, listen to this," Sophie says, excitedly waving the newspaper. "They're having a drawing in the Bugle for a free luxury bingo cruise for two! And it ends this week."
    "Big deal," says Ida. "You really think you have a chance in hell of winning?" She continues to browse through her mail. "All ads," she says with disgust. She hides her disappointment.
    "Well, it couldn't hurt to try. I'm buying five dollars' worth. Anyone want to throw in a buck?"
    Bella dips daintily into her purse, pulls out a dollar bill, and offers it over to Sophie. "Count me in, partner."
    There are no other takers. "You'll be sorry," Sophie warns. "When I win, I get to pick my companion, so you better start being extra nice to me."
    "What do you mean--when you win? What about me? I put my money in. Can't I be the companion?" Bella says.
    Sophie ignores her.
    "I miss bingo," Bella complains. "Now that we stay out late on our stakeouts, I'm too tired to play the next