It was frustrating beyond belief that she had to spend her first morning worrying about something that should have been completed weeks ago
Kivi sat quietly. His in-laws had been the ones who’d wanted this dinner, here he was, let them worry about the program and the awkward conversation
I’ve gone against the group. Add that to Tzippy’s shidduch, and I’m pretty much a social pariah
“Why do you have to be so mature?” she said finally. “Why do you have to say the things that just take my whole rant and somehow defeat it?
It is an old — a very old — photo album. Daina clutches the album gingerly, afraid to disturb the cracked, crackly sheets of plastic
“It feels funny, doesn’t it? Going somewhere so off-the-beaten-Jewish path. Everyone will be staring at us like animals in the zoo”
