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For a girl who came from drizzly British summers, it seemed like a dream

They gave us the world, and if they had it, they’d give us money too

What were a few bothersome appointments if they were the key to the Land of Israel?

The words leap off the page, suddenly so much more real than prayers mumbled

Calmly, I called my son. “Please tell Daddy I’ve broken my leg. You’ll need to call an ambulance”