Age is just a number, declared the woman as she turned 39, somehow still in her middle thirties, as middle thirties in fact last until the very last second of the day before you turn 40, declared some important decision-maker, at some point. 40 is not a fence, she mused to Sandra the Esthetician, as she lasered a few years off her face. There’s no before or after, it just IS, she told anyone who would listen. Just yesterday I was a baby, she told her actual baby. And in a way I still am, she mused, as she ate some of his food instead of feeding it to him.