Chananya Singer was standing on the sidelines, sweating and breathing heavily. “Reb Chaim! It’s 37-34, theirs. We’ve never been this close in any game, ever”
“It’s weird, your shver didn’t really get that involved in this type of thing, but fine, you’re the new sheriff in town, I get it”
“Reimer is really shaking things up, pushing the head staff, actually spending money. It’s like he’s trying to make it a real camp”
Chaim hatches a plan to thwart Harkin
When Shia Langsam had yawned the night before, complaining about being up for the early morning milk delivery, Chaim had been quick to offer his help.
“I have no clue. Is that really my job? And what do I know about breakouts?”