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Finding the shoes I wanted was proving mission impossible

“Thank you for teaching me these lessons and helping me grow into a mature adult”

Their home felt warm, magnetic…menacing

I’m engrossed in the squiggles on my screen when… crash, clatter, thump. I run and halt at a kitchen disaster zone

There really is a monster eating all the socks. Or an elf who sneaks them away to put them on

With so many strikes against him, how would my son find his bashert?