Calligraphy: Succos 5785
“What’s there to know?” my father answered. “She’s a girl. She’s eighteen. Erlich and tzniyusdig. I know her father. A good shidduch”
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Calligraphy: Succos 5785
“They broke me,” Gavriil said, staring sightless at his memories. “Go on home, Yefim. I stay here”
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The year went on and the disillusionment grew only stronger. The little family felt very, very alone