Patsy Gallant lives down the hall from me. One time when I was getting off the elevator on my floor, I heard her and her housekeeper shouting at each other in her apartment. Later, the housekeeper came to my door and asked to borrow a corkscrew. I gave her my good one and that was the last I saw of the corkscrew or the housekeeper. I now see Patsy sometimes taking bags of trash down the hall to the garbage chute.
