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But then again, the ring stays on my finger while funds come and go. I’ve learned that the hard way

Kaylie was annoyed. “Aren’t you going to ask what it was about? I finally dream, and all I get from you is a nod?”

Did her husband really think that this was her best effort? Her pride and joy? The most she could do with her life?

She rocks his shoulder, just slightly. “Forgive me, Papa, for robbing you of your sleep, but I am sorely in need of your wisdom”

I practiced arranging my features into something that I hoped passed for blasé, hoping nobody would see through my insecurities

Yom Tov ends, and it was beautiful, meaningful, but secretly, I look forward to routine and peace and hosing down the mess and sterilizing the premises