A big part of crossing into my 30s - that I now understand to be a youthful phase of its own - was intellectualizing the experience and wisdom of my parents' generation. A few pages with Diane in this story seek to explore that: the "kids" are barely becoming aware of things that bridge the gap between parent and child, things that Diane herself is long over. Eve's medical scare has given her a glimpse past the veil into the unknown, and aging is beginning to seem more like a virtue and a victory. She searches for a projection of her own life 20-30 years into the future. But Diane is only mirroring her concern, offering only the promise of more medical discomfort. The woman twice her age is right in front of her, clear as day yet unknowable.