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The Rainbow Girl
Rachelli flushed. She wanted to answer back, defend herself or say something, but then she realized it was true
Rochel (Grunewald) Samet
The Rainbow Girl
Maybe that’s the thing with family, they’re so close that it’s hard to see things clearly
Rochel (Grunewald) Samet
The Search: Pesach 5782
Nine writers recount their search for chometz — and what they found
Shoshana Greenspan
The Search: Pesach 5782
Nine writers recount their search — and what they found
Esty Heller
Treeo Serial
How I’m going to stop the guys, I don’t know. I just know that if I don’t find out more, I definitely can’t do anything.
Rochel Samet
Treeo Serial
These men… Who knows where they’re going, how far, and if I can really keep up on my bike if they go too far
Rochel Samet
About-Face
In the spirit of V’nahafoch hu, Mishpacha contributors share the axioms they were sure of…until they weren’t
Rabbi Avrohom Neuberger
About-Face
In the spirit of V’nahafoch hu, Mishpacha contributors share the axioms they were sure of…until they weren’t
Yael Schuster
The Next Chapter
Her smile, warmth, and interest always made me feel that I was her best friend
Ahava Ehrenpreis
The Next Chapter
Like a geological formation, there are layers and layers of sentimental strata among my clutter
Ahava Ehrenpreis
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In rare moments of silence I would ask myself: Where is the simchah in all of this?

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At night, without knowing the happy ending, without being able to imagine a ray of light, without understanding the kindness, let us just believe

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