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“Maybe I was wrong to bring you here with me,” Abba says to him, with a look that silently adds, “Don’t you dare say anything uncalled-for in front of my daughter”

Her hands were trembling. “I’m no-o-t, I’m no-o-t, I can’t breathe,” she sobbed. “The room looks all dark, Abba — do something! I’m gonna die!”

“But that’s crazy!” I was mad. “Who chooses their friends by the number of ears they have?”

Yaffa’le, a good girl at heart, from a good home, was alarmed. This was more than she’d bargained for

“As long as I consider him my rav, I can’t go against what he says — and he put his signature on a letter against Gemara learning for women”

“Have a look at your ticket,” Dudi said, waving some printed papers in front of me. “And think”