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Growth Curve: Chapter 16   

She wasn’t sure why she was even dressing up to go out with this guy who’d abandoned his wife and kids

 

“Thanks so much for coming over,” Tziporah said as she let Miri Rosen into the apartment. “All the kids are in bed. Yehuda might make some noise — it takes him a little time to fall asleep — but tell him to stay in bed nicely and I’ll give him a treat in the morning. If Momo wakes up, there’s a bottle for him in the fridge. And here, under this magnet, you’ll see our cell numbers if you need us.”

Miri nodded. She knew the ropes already.

Tziporah closed the door and followed Benny down the stairs silently. She hadn’t said more than a few words the entire day to this garishly cheerful guy who’d whistled while carrying stacks of chairs back to the gemach, offered to pick up Momo from the babysitter, and then played loudly with him for hours while she pretended to work on the computer.

She hadn’t so much as entered the living room while he sat there on the floor with Yehuda and Miriam, constructing fantastical buildings out of Clics and Magna-Tiles before knocking them down with a toy bulldozer as the kids shrieked in delight.

And she’d stayed far away from the kitchen after he’d announced he was making the kids supper, listening from afar as he took orders for custom pita-pizzas with funny faces constructed of olives, peppers, and carrot sticks.

While he’d put the kids to bed, she had gotten dressed in her nicest weekday outfit, and put on her sheitel and a dash of lipstick. Honestly, she wasn’t sure why she was even dressing up to go out with this guy who’d abandoned his wife and kids.

Now she walked behind him through the parking lot, not trusting, not ceding.

The Perfect Couple.

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