Petite, haggard woman, suddenly changing subject: All the same, one day she's going to get stabbed.
Placid library lady: It'll work itself out. But yes, she's a bitch.
Petite, haggard woman, practically shaking: But deep down, he loves me.
Placid library lady: Sweetie, sometimes you need to let these things work themselves out.
–186th St & Hughes
