The Love Whisperer
PEOPLE SAY THAT I’m a love whisperer. I don’t see myself quite that way at all. I’m a beautician with her own salon on Suffolk Street right across from where Hulstrom’s News Stand used to be.
If you’re a man, you’ve probably never cared. I’m a slightly overweight middle-aged woman who hasn’t gotten around to wearing mom jeans and loose-fitting tops. I’m the proverbial woman on the street whose name you’d never know even if we’ve acknowledged each other with a nod for years.
But if you’re a woman needing a little help with your relationship, well—you come right to me and get a nice hairdo.
WHEN I WAS a little girl, downtown Ironwood was jumping alive, especially on Fridays. You couldn’t find a parking space on Aurora Street. Now we’re lucky to see more than three cars
