An ancient New York house covered with grimy, peeling paint, a withering ginko tree set in a dilapidated Greenwich Village courtyard and a half-mad landlady. But because Lee, a pixish copywriter in her late teens, and Toni, a handsome and promising photographer, are in love, the funny little house on Joan Street is a promise of success. And through shared dreams and hard work the promise is fulfilled: for Toni, a photography studio of his own; Lee's first story accepted by a national magazine; marriage. This bubbling story of young love takes all the ulcers out of advertising, all the anxiety out of youth. Author of three books for early readers, Vana Earle has compounded a diverting little novel here, with all the ingredients of a slick magazine boy-meets-girl story.