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Yitzy couldn’t blame his parents. He was worried too. What would happen if they were kicked out of their wonderful apartment? Where would they go?
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“Rabbi Brody called all three of the local hospitals, and they all said the same thing. No patient named Irving Greenbaum was brought in today”
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Yitzy made it to the ambulance the same time as the stretcher. When he saw the stretcher he almost fainted. It was Mr. Greenbaum
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Yitzy knew that look. It meant that if he didn’t listen, he would be in very big trouble for a very long time
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Mr. Greenbaum didn’t wait for Yitzy to respond. “Why don’t you and I learn together, Yitzy?” he asked. “Wouldn’t that be a great idea?”
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What he’s saying sounds interesting, Yitzi thought. Maybe if I try really hard I can pay attention for at least a few minutes
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Hmm, the last time something like this had happened, his mother had poured a cup of water on him! Yitzy’s eyes popped wide open
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“Don’t worry a bit, Mr. Levinson,” he stammered, “we won’t try to take away any of your old furniture… I mean your treasure”
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Zev stuck his head into the room. “Um… Mommy… Tatty… Do you remember the vase full of flowers that used to be on the dining room table?”
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Zev stuck his head into the room. “Um… Mommy… Tatty… Do you remember the vase full of flowers that used to be on the dining room table?”
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