Shira wanted to ask how much, but knew she couldn’t. How much did it cost to live; how much money was giving her peace of mind. She had no clue
“Prayer helped me,” Katrina says finally. “And G-d’s messengers helped me, too.” She pauses. “Is this true for you, that you only helped yourself?”
The first incident was in the kitchen on the tiles. Clarissa’s face said it all. She was sweet, but sick kids were not in her job description
“I always find it fascinating how people can find pleasure in things I loathe,” her mother-in-law finished
She looked around. If anyone passed by, she was safe, for Papa would not hit her too hard in front of others
Mashiach — the anointed one — he must be here, somewhere, born and walking the earth, waiting to pick up all the fragments of their nation, to bring peace
