“She was so tough about it, I can’t live with that. She’s going to be so critical, analyzing everything, sensitive about everything I say or do!”

In a million years, he could never have imagined himself dreading his best friend’s wedding

“I was used to acing everything. But dating just wasn’t working. I couldn’t trust a guy”

I insisted on one thing: They could have fun, hang out, party, whatever, but they had to date with focus

“Can I call her? Even if she refuses to see me again, I want to apologize. I feel terrible”

“You think you’ll marry him off and make a buck… if you don’t listen to me, I’ll never give you a penny!”

“You!” he said, pointing to Basya, who seemed to be organizing everything. “You go find out about the kesubah”

That night, Shifra called, frantic. Rina was freaking out, crying that she couldn’t go through with it