“Come to the big sing-sing,” Joe suggested. “It’s exactly what you’re looking for. Painted faces, traditional jewelry, lots of feathers and battle cries, all very photogenic”
“Kivi, he’s great, I agree. But I’m not sure that I can look him in the eye and say why I want Instagram, it’s too weird”
“Mimi, my princess,” Daddy began. His voice was peaches and cream, like always. “We had a dramatic day yesterday, eh?”
Huvy frowned at Atara. Why did she have to go making Mommy feel guilty when it was clear something was bothering her?
“No!” she cries out. “One who is born a Jew remains a Jew. We were simply returning to him what he had lost”
“I need to go. I love Zoberman’s, I love you all. But I can’t work here. This whole… situation, it’s not good for me”
