Sometimes you need to play nice, and dumb, and keep your insights to yourself. Sometimes you walk away even when you probably should stay. And you never tell people the answer — they need to get it themselves
—Rabbi Dov Briansky
“Got another advice email,” Dov called across the dining room, hoping he was keeping his smugness in check.
“What does this one say?” Tziporah asked, looking up from matching socks.
“It’s a girl — or woman — I never know the right term.” He frowned at the screen.
“Single, late-twenties?”
“Exactly.”
“What does she want to know?”
“If she should give up on marrying a long-term learner.”
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