I saw a sign in a beauty parlor, “Vivian is back.” From where? Lunch? Prison? It could be anywhere. I didn’t even know she left. They never had a sign, “Vivian’s on a chain gang in Alabama.” Can’t this woman have a private life? Everyone’s got to know where she is? “Vivian’s getting an egg salad on the corner.” “Vivian’s making license plates in Coxsacki.”
