“This is hard,” Yitzy muttered. “Way too hard. I’m just a kid. Kids don’t give up Ball-Bloops to learn Mishnayos. It’s impossible”
“My money. It got into your pocket somehow. Don’t you feel like you’re carrying some extra weight there, something that isn’t meant for you?”
Mrs. Levinson pinched herself to see if she was dreaming. When she knew that she was awake, she grabbed her son and gave him a big hug
Before anyone had a chance to react, Yossi grabbed Yitzy by the hand and pulled him out of the classroom. They raced down the stairs together and began walking very quickly away from yeshivah
I love emes. But the emes is that I’m hollow… and that emes is too terrible to reveal
“If she’s done this with too many clients, my entire reputation is done. I’m too small, too new to rehabilitate from this”
