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“People do change, Ta,” said Shulamis softly. “I’ve met Dizzy here and there at simchahs, he’s not the person you remember”

I’m bundling airborne gift boxes of energy, picturing you as you had been before, hoping that you’ll continue to be after

In school, she ran the show. But she couldn’t reach her own son

This is the place I don’t want to be. Looking at some other women waiting in the hallways, I can tell I’m not alone in that sentiment

“Remember how much of our shopping used to be done in actual stores? You could touch the food, feel the fabric, you had to stand in line to pay”

The way I see it, if someone’s meant to have it good, I’m glad it’s a member of the Jewish nation