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I will do this, I tell myself sternly as I add lavender-scented fabric softener to the load of clothing. And I will do this right

Yes, they had heard the Purim story. No, they would not be keeping Purim — at least not in the traditional way

I wouldn’t really do that. I know I wouldn’t. It was just a fleeting thought that I shoved aside because I am so incredibly curious

I wonder if that’s his secret. I wonder if he’s still feeding off his mother’s smile, or her energy, or her joy

Suddenly, the tears started to fall. But he’s my son, I told myself. I worked so hard to raise him. Why is he so happy to run off?

“You think it’ll get better when she grows up, right? Nope, then you’ll just be up at night worrying instead”