Calligraphy
She doesn’t know Mo very well if she thinks he’s going to get his hands dirty with some Ikea furniture. He wouldn't even build our own furniture

By Ariella Schiller

Calligraphy
“Mommy’s fine. She’s turning ninety-two soon, she went through a lot in her life, She’s entitled to forget things every now and then”

By Blimi Rabinowitz

Calligraphy
“They had just gotten married. Their relationship was just developing. If they lost the house it would be embedded in their marriage DNA forever. We had to help”

By Esther Kurtz

Calligraphy
Did Nechemiah learn there? Was it a yeshivah? He spent a lot of time there, and she knew he was learning chassidus (“mindblowing stuff,” he liked to tell them)

By Dov Haller

Calligraphy
Around her the kids are screaming, but Dena can hear something else. The hiss of onions maybe, an angry hiss, like they’re charring

By Rivka Streicher

Calligraphy
I want a detailed and unfiltered report. I wanted it so badly. I wanted to discover what it was about me that made my days just an endless chain of same, of boring predictability, ...

By Esty Heller

Calligraphy
“But this was always the plan. We were only ever foster parents to Josh. My sister never wanted to give him up for good”

By Rochel Samet

Editor's Letter
You struggle and toil and build, and then it all comes down, but perhaps that’s the point. Perhaps the glory is in the effort, not the result

By Yisroel Besser

Outside Chance
“You got the position you’ve always wanted. I was being supportive! I picked up and moved!”

By Esther Kurtz

Story Supplement
His brother was a singer. So what?

By Chani Muller

EndNote
Five top international badchanim, who share their experiences and perspectives from the very heart of the Jewish wedding

By Riki Goldstein

DMCs
I knew that one day I would just have to explode. Which I did, on the shabbaton

By Devorah Grant

Second Thoughts
We are all united in our loneliness and in our faith that before long all this will be behind us

By Rabbi Emanuel Feldman

A Gift Passed Along
And that was it. Zeide was forced to simply step over the body and keep marching without pause

By Adina Stilerman