Dream On
“No — no thank-you?” she spluttered. “No ‘great job, ZeeZee’? You just come and give us mussar, as if we’re naughty little children?”
Dream On
“Mrs. Edelman, sorry to disturb, but I wanted to make sure I caught you. Can you please stop in at my office before you leave?”
Dream On
Chava jumped. Heart hammering, she swiveled around to see Devoiry standing there, wide-eyed. A large kitchen knife was trembling in her hand
Dream On
“Whatever you can give me would be amazing.” ZeeZee held her breath as the secretary began to click on her keyboard
Dream On
“So, we all know why we’re here. To get Devoiry out of the clutches of the mob”
Dream On
How would she collect the money? She had no idea how to set up an online fundraising page