Why shouldn’t he be happy to see us? Yitzy thought to himself. Since I didn’t get a hundred on the math test, he gets to keep the building instead of us
Shevy twisted the bag around her finger and inhaled. “I’m not dumb. I know something’s wrong. You’re hiding something about the Engels. What is it? Tell me, I can handle it”
Naomi sighed. This was ridiculous. She’d been married for 16 years. Why was she still worrying about what her sisters-in-law thought about her?
“Think about it,” he continued. “Why do you think Mr. Greenbaum made up that whole contest in the first place?”
A quick calculation in my head — fabric, beadwork, sewing, overhead, markup — and I estimated the gown would cost in the 18k range. “Nuts,” I muttered
What sort of scale were they working with to think that she and her husband didn’t qualify for something, anything! Middle-class misery
