So, can it really be…? No! It seems I was wrong to suspect Shuki. I don’t want to risk suspecting Asher wrongly too
“First things first,” Ari said, reaching for a bag I’d just noticed. He pulled out a flattish square orange box printed with a bold H. No. He didn’t really buy me a Hermes scarf
She might always be that weird girl who has fallen from a distant star who doesn’t know half of the endless rules
It was one o’clock now, I hadn’t cleaned up from Shabbos at all, I was just sitting on the bathroom floor — not crying, just alone
“I wonder if he really is my father. Farmer Gudaitis said he was a silversmith. How many silversmiths could there have been in the Lithuanian underground?”
Even in the poor lighting, Gabriella caught her blush. This was the first time in their lives that these girls were being made to feel different
