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“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
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After a long minute, Mommy had sighed and smiled and said, “Your father means well, Yechezkel, and he loves his family”
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“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?”
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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
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“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”
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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
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“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"
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Sometimes I want to speak to her directly, ignore the worlds, class gulf, religious divides between us, and just talk, woman to woman
When trials and suffering test our resolve, we summon up that “father’s face” to illuminate the murky path through life
EndNote
Professionals need their space, and they have to feel comfortable in order to look comfortable
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Rav Yaakov Kamenetsky: "To stick to one’s principles is indeed praiseworthy. But to know when to break them is gadlus!”
