I didn’t know what else to say. Poor Asher! How would I feel if I was suddenly cut off from Yoel and Yom Tov and Tulli and all my friends?

So, can it really be…? No! It seems I was wrong to suspect Shuki. I don’t want to risk suspecting Asher wrongly too

I didn’t have to keep track of anyone who was already there. I had to watch the door to see if one of the suspects arrived

“The base!” cried Yom Tov. “Don’t you get it? Maybe the thief will come back to get it. The dreidel isn’t worth so much without the base”

“I never imagined that one of the exhibits could disappear... I thought I just had to keep order and make sure nothing broke”

The dreidel that’s supposed to stand upright in it — that special purple glass dreidel, with the glowing yellow letters and the white waves inside — was gone

“No! I don’t take money for viewing my collection. I just want it to bring more beauty and joy to the world”

“I don’t feel like knocking on Asher’s again,” I admitted. “I don’t want him to think I’m still trying to make friends with him”

“Wait.” Daddy stopped him. “You have to get permission from all the neighbors, this room belongs to them all”

“It’s like the difference between setting a table with fine china, or eating straight out of a pot while standing in the kitchen”

“Well, it’s not exactly a solution to the problem, but I have an idea that will please Reb Nissan and will also be fun for us!”