Another Sunset Touch-ed novel about four ladies sliding down the other side of the hill in their fifties -- while widowed, divorced or unmarried, they are still receptive to experience. They all share the common denominator of living uptown in Manhattan in a house called the Bull Run where their tenancy is threatened. During the course of the novel however they are very much at home: Laura Larsen to any one of a number of gay young boys downstairs who drift in and out of her bed while she drifts in and out of an alcoholic haze before burning to death; Grace Frazier, more feminine than her dentist daughter, who takes a young man from Taiwan as a lover; the Princess who is robbed twice; and Miss Gola whose life cycle features an affair, an abandonment and the product of the former -- a hydrocephalic child. For a time you think you are in Josephine Lawrence country although the author teases her story in more directions and tells it with an emancipation not altogether free of that older-fashioned coquetry. Apparently it's for the ladies like Laura or Grace who are looking for the best of both possible worlds (the accessories are well-heeled genteel) and finding it still barely possible.