If Abe’s father had been home there would have been pandemonium in the Levine household. As it was with Sammy in New Jersey solving a warehousing problem it was merely chaos.
Dora Levine stood in her kitchen her voice rising with an edge of panic. “Where will you sleep? What will you eat? What about your classes? What will your father say?”
Wisely ignoring the last question Abe had answers for everything else. “Mother it’s just a short vacation. A few days. I’ll travel with Jerry so we can take shifts; one will drive the other can sleep. For Shabbos we’ll stop in a Chicago hotel. I’ll just be missing a few classes and I’ve worked out with a friend of mine to take notes. I haven’t missed a class all semester and I’m entitled to a few absences. And as for food…”
“You leave that to me Abie” Rachel interjected. “One hour and you’ll have everything you need.”
