They see how you’ve managed to grow in Toireh by your shver, the Mirrers told me. That’s the kind of house they want to put their son in

"He’s my best uncle. The bad one. The one who broke Savta’s heart to bits"

"I told them the computer is in a locked room, and she’d have no access to any devices. But Gedalya wouldn’t let her come. He’s too much of a tzaddik”

“Nice, isn’t it?” Shua had just come home from the mikveh, his peyos shining with moisture and his eyes with expectation