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Calligraphy
“I did everything right,” she whispers at last. I believe her, I really do. Except for one giant, glaring detail: She chose to marry him

By Ariella Schiller

Calligraphy
After a long minute, Mommy had sighed and smiled and said, “Your father means well, Yechezkel, and he loves his family”

By Dov Haller

Calligraphy
“Perfect for your relationship with Stu?” Chavi’s face is stony. “I’m so glad to hear that. What about your relationship with me? Does that matter to you at all?”

By Michal Marcus

Calligraphy
Chumie was… electric. She knew how to transform the mundane into the magical, she left a trail of glitter everywhere she went. Sometimes Dovi wondered what she saw in him

By Rachael Lavon

Calligraphy
“He felt that you weren’t invested enough,” she pronounces, as if she’s accusing Baily of a heinous crime. “As if you didn’t really care”

By Rochel Samet

Calligraphy
When I turned back to Chesky — saw that faraway gleam in his eyes as he clomped across the warehouse mouthing numbers — I knew exactly what made this venture feel so sickening

By Esty Heller

Calligraphy
“Say no more,” Malky interrupted. “We just closed on my mother’s house, I have maaser money. Tell me who to write the check to"

By Esther Kurtz

Calligraphy
Sometimes I want to speak to her directly, ignore the worlds, class gulf, religious divides between us, and just talk, woman to woman

By Rivka Streicher

For the Record
A sampling of happy life-cycle events involving recent historical figures. So sit back and enjoy the simchah! L’chayim!

By Dovi Safier and Yehuda Geberer

DMCs
It did help that it had a name, I suppose, so we knew what we were up against. But I still felt pretty miserable

By Devorah Grant

A Better You
An incredible message about procrastination and how time alone can drastically alter something

By Chanie Nayman

Light Years Away
Her hands were trembling. “I’m no-o-t, I’m no-o-t, I can’t breathe,” she sobbed. “The room looks all dark, Abba — do something! I’m gonna die!”

By Ruti Kepler

Teen Diary Serial
Since I had no sisters or brothers close in age, there wasn’t much for me to do. I kept myself occupied by frying French fries

By Chaya Basra

Family Tempo
I don’t know what’s pulling me to this young mother — or maybe I do

By Rachel Newton