“I am not going back. I mean it. Not. Going. Back.”
Suri was holed up on the couch wrapped in a blanket as Shaul stood next to her a helpless look on his face.
He had just come home from shul and broken the news that word was out. Men had come over to him some he barely knew and asked if it was true that the clinic was under threat of closing because of illegal activity.
“Illegal activity!” Suri had paled. “They make it sound like we’re trafficking drugs! This was a mistake a simple mistake!”
