“Have you met my significant other?” Anne shook her head, expecting him to introduce a strapping young man, possibly, most likely, in the acting profession. Instead he blew a kiss to a taught, angular woman in her late sixties / early seventies wrapped in an Indonesian sarong. She smiled serenely. She was stunning. Anne tried to place the face, and then she realized she was looking at a bombshell from the fifties—Toni Todd.
Oh my god. She’s my father’s age—eighty, Anne marveled silently at an image from the screen come to life and almost perfectly preserved…
JOAN COLLINS?! She looks like a meercat! Mr Lester hasn’t been drinking has he?! Ha!
That’s Joan Collins! Wow.
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