The woman of too many days

the long version

"The Woman of Too Many Days enters your life with a great sideways thrust of her hips until she settles into a rock, thump, rock - her own rhythm. She is a bad accident of a woman in wingtip shoes. You try to avoid her but find that she is everywhere you are, and you are in the most unlikely of places - waiting for a bus on a Sunday morning, in the jungle of a vacant lot, in the Adirondack Mountains, airborne over the Canadian Rockies, or sitting with your feet in a little trout water."--BOOK JACKET.