“Look at you, Yitzy,” said Rabbi Levinson, “your skin is pale, you’re staring down at the table, you didn’t even taste the chocolate fudge ice cream. Obviously, something is bothering you”
I wondered what was up with that seamstress, but I couldn’t dwell on her. The Kohlmans were waiting for me to design a gown that would make headlines. It was going to be a long night
“You know, Yitzy,” Yossi began, “if the math test really bothers you, why don’t you just go over to Mr. Goldfarb and ask him to move it to a different day?”
“They’re not being fair. I work for Yocheved, I can’t do anything that will hurt her business”
“I’ve just about finished informing every person on the planet that I’m no longer a rising star in the filmmaking world. Tomorrow I have big plans to start knitting a sweater”
“I know I’ll never really go ahead with it,” he told Raizele that evening. “I don’t have the courage to change my whole life”
