“I’m a shadchan,” she told me. “I love working with singles. And you know what, you look like a wonderful girl”
I mentioned a non-Jewish relative in passing, and he said, disdainfully, “We also have some goyim in the family”
The girls fist-bumped and smiled smugly. Mali brandished a toothpick. “Kol chassan…” she stage-whispered. Elisheva giggled
This test… this is not what it’s really all about. This isn’t going to decide anything. It’s all been decided already
“Today, as we say goodbye to our four years in high school, we leave as changed people”
“RaRa, where’s Hadas today?”
I swallow and shift from foot to foot. Mommy’s green eyes flash, she doesn’t say anything.
He turns around and gives me a look, the kind of look that says, “please don’t be a terribly selfish human being.”
Maybe things aren’t just going to go back to how they were. Maybe they never can
There was a terrible surprise awaiting us there
I’ve gone against the group. Add that to Tzippy’s shidduch, and I’m pretty much a social pariah
I’ve gone against the group. Add that to Tzippy’s shidduch, and I’m pretty much a social pariah