“Bubby’s not actually her grandmother. She’s my father’s mother.” As she saw the confused looks around her, she added, “Huvy’s my half-sister, didn’t you know?”
I noticed her torn jeans, multiple piercings, and the tattoo that snaked up her arm. Then she spoke. “If you’re going to the Kotel can you daven for my mother?”
Kivi had felt a stab of jealousy. He wanted to make l’chayims that way, with an expression of we-won’t-talk-about-it-on-Shabbos-but-we-really-have-big-things-going-on, cozy as Sitman and Lieber
I swallow hard, and it occurs to me for the first time, that I just might be out of my league here
“I should’ve worn a sheitel,” Gabriella muttered to Melanie, after receiving yet another appraising stare, this time from the purple-haired young woman
The lady gives a great big guffaw. “Is that the best you can do? My Lukas was nigh near ready to get the gun with your dawdling
