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Fork in the Road
I notice suddenly that we’re the only couple in the store without a baby   B etzalel opens the door to our basement apartment just as the oven signals that supper is ready. I grin. My timing is great. I pull the pan of chicken and rice out of the oven, shut off the timer
Michal Frischman
Fork in the Road
I notice suddenly that we’re the only couple in the store without a baby   B etzalel opens the door to our basement apartment just as the oven signals that supper is ready. I grin. My timing is great. I pull the pan of chicken and rice out of the oven, shut off the timer
Rivki Rabinowitz
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My baby was so close and yet still out of reach. All I could do was say Tehillim and beg Hashem to intercede
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