“I’m a nosy old woman, it’s a perk of getting old. You can be annoying and people just call you eccentric.”
“Yes, you are nosy. You're a dreadfully nosy, horribly bossy, appallingly clean old woman. Control yourself. You're victimizing us all.”
“Develop your eccentricities while you are young. That way, when you get old, people won’t think you’re going gaga.”
“You can get what you want or you can just get old.”
“And you know that when the truth is told that you can get what you want or you can just get old.”
“You’re not old enough to have a real boyfriend,” he muttered. I stiffened.“If I’m old enough to have babies, then I’m damn well old enough to have a boyfriend,” I ground out. “And just as soon as I decide on who it’s going to be, I’ll let you know.”