I look at her. Don’t say it, I say silently. Don’t say it don’t say it don’t say it
How could this be happening? I’m going to camp with no Shabbos clothes. Unbelievable. And yet, so very believable
I was never fond of those girls who are all like, “My family is nuts and mortifying and I have braces and ohmigosh, my life is so hard”
“It’s really not going to be as bad as you think, Nomes. I promise. Eleventh grade is amazing”
Tamar looked around guardedly, but no students seemed to be in the office. She breathed; her life still wonderfully, blessedly secret When she opened her eyes in the morning, Tamar couldn’t remember where she was for a minute. The quiet and calm washed over her. Yesterday the Weisses had given her the day to
A new school, she thought. As if a new family wasn’t enough?
