Fiction
Mrs. Jaye had smiled, crinkling her kind green eyes. “That’s perfectly all right. Our system does great work with these kinds of girls”
Fiction
Six boys. Six yeshivos. Six chasunahs — well, seven, if you counted Yoni’s first marriage. Now they were starting to marry off the grandchildren
Fiction
“Neshei Hisachdus HaKehillos proudly presents the first-ever Succah Supreme Contest! Think you’ve got the fanciest succah in town? Let your friends be the judge!”
Fiction
“He’s not one of those guys who opens the cream cheese container but leaves the plastic wrap half attached on top, is he? Because that’s bad middos”