“You certainly don’t sound like Yitzy. The Yitzy I know would never want to spend extra time learning”
“What are your Purim plans?” Mommy was finally taking initiative in this conversation, but of course she had to bring up something I don’t want to talk about. Not with her, at least
Kivi cleared his throat, and when no one realized, he said, “I just want to say something, if that’s okay, no major speeches or anything”
“There is one more condition,” he said. “You, Yitzy Levinson, are forbidden to tell anyone about this. You may not tell your friends, and you may not even tell your siblings”
If her documentary spurred Rina to make more of an effort to get to know her daughter, well, wasn’t that a good thing?
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?
