On Tuesday mornings, the swimming pool changing room smells faintly of chlorine and lavender soap. Denise, 72, folds her towel with the deliberate precision of someone who’s done rushing. Her friend M...
The coffee is still too hot to drink. The TV murmurs afternoon news no one is really watching. Two women in their seventies lean closer over a cafeteria table, voices half-amused, half-defiant. They a...