Zevi pays Suri the money that he caused the clinic to lose, and lets slip to her that Aviva’s expecting
My rods were shaped one way and the airplane seat another, we just didn’t click… I shifted, moaned, popped pills, and made it there
Private Isidore Klein needs a Jewish home for his children after his wife was killed. He sends a telegram to his only relative — Aunt Cele
Yael’s sister-in-law invites her to her clothing boutique to revamp her wardrobe. Aviva stays up late straightening out the insurance mess, and then confronts Zevi
I was gently and not so gently woken and reminded that if I wanted to continue living, I had to make the effort to breathe,
