But they called me back to do a read with Mary. She was wonderful. When Harper pulled into the driveway that day, her husband was out on the front lawn with the news. She didn't believe him. Being Rhoda on the streets of L.A. or New York never bothered her.
Harper loves people.
And it was hard not to love Rhoda. It never bothered me. Nor does it now. Rhoda, and Valerie, are at peace with being 60. When I was 30, I figured at 60 everything would be old and everything would be over.