She is instantly on guard. “Hey you.” “Hey you back.” Palmer pops an air kiss as she springs past. “You look sleepy. Am I interrupting important senior business? Reading Us Weekly? Drying your pedicure?” “I wish. I just got in.” She’d had to call a taxi from the train station. What was it—six-thirty? Alex squints at her Rolex. The platinum hands are set on a platinum face, so it’s always a headache to tell what time it is. What Leonard’s household could have done with that cab fare. Or this Rolex. She tries to banish these thoughts. To live with the Big Money, you have to coarsen to it. And to everyone who doesn’t have it. Alex follows Palmer into the kitchen. Palmer’s signature perfume would be Butter Rum Life Saver on a Whiff of Johnson’s Baby Oil. She’s just been to the tanning salon, too. Alex dislikes that smell—it’s like stale popcorn in the microwave. But Palmer’s obsessed with holding on to her Spring Break glow until it’s warm enough to lie out.
What do You think about All You Never Wanted (2012)?
