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I couldn’t lose my hearing overnight — could I?

Eli made them a promise — that im yirtzeh Hashem, he would sing at the child’s bar mitzvah

"Would it kill them to send a note, preferably not written on a scrap of neon paper that’s buried under —and bleeding into —a heap of wet laundry?"

"I had no concept of mitzvos as obligatory. I thought they were more like extra credit points"

Zeezee didn’t know what she would do when she got there, but she needed to go, to prove to herself that she wasn’t a quitter

 “You’ll see,” she said in a soft, melodic voice. “This will be motherhood, just a different kind"