After that, she lost all sense of structure. All the boundaries fell away, all the definitions. Inside. Outside. Reality. Imagination. Time. Mind. Body.
“Who knows?” Chaya had said lightly. “Maybe these old, retro tiles will come back into style”
Oof! Why doesn’t she have any connections to wealthy donors? Doesn’t anybody have a philanthropic fund tucked away somewhere?
At the family meeting that night, Yoeli had explained to them all that no, they couldn’t send out pictures of Tovi. That was off limits for Gedalya
Batya is at her most annoying when she’s right. My parents had paid 30,000 shekels — about half a year’s worth of Abba’s salary
“Harav Silver, forgive the intrusion, but couldn’t a conversation about a teddy bear wait until we’ve closed tonight’s issue?”
