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Through the phone, his mother’s sigh sounds like a storm wind. “I still don’t understand why you needed to do this trip over Succos, Zevi,” she says

Sima bristles. You would think she was the one agitating her mother. She, who had taken the entire burden of care on her shoulders. Not that she’d had the choice

Honestly, I can’t keep track of Dalia’s wardrobe, even though she’s forever posting pictures of her new purchases on our family chat