What does the concept of 100 brachos a day have to do with fear of Hashem in general, and with this pasuk specifically?
“Two days?” I say. “You lasted two days? Listen, if it was a good secret, I’d get it. But I told you I was kidding"
Like water cooler talk for housewives
Annie’s face, already a little pale, whitened. “Close the hotel? You can’t. We can’t. It would kill Papa”