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 I head straight for the schoolbags. They’ve been eyeing me since school ended

“I promise you, it’s harder for me to speak to you than it is for you to speak to me”

“Ohmygoodness.” Rechy rushes to speak. “You picked up, yay, you picked up. How are you?”

I wanted to build a Torah home, but my husband never learns

The good thing about stepping on the underside of a broken toy car is that you can now trash it guilt-free

Everyone’s downing water as if there’s an imminent drought