“None taken.” “You're too successful,” she said. “Too many hits, too many handsome husbands. We all want to shoot you down from the air now.” “I know, dear. I know. And when they’re done with me, they'll come for you.” “You're not really famous if anybody still likes you,” Ruby said. “I'll call tomorrow. Good luck with whatever it is you’re doing.” “Thanks,” I said. “You’re a lifesaver.” And as we hung up, I thought, Jf I'd told people what he was doing to me, he might not have had the chance to do it to her. I wasn’t much interested in keeping a log of the victims of my decisions, but it did occur to me that if I was, I’d have had to put Ruby Reilly on the list.