“Being a part of my family is a lot,” he said slowly. “Now that Baruch is free of that… What can I say? I’m jealous of him.”
The guys were waiting outside the shul for him.
“We need better AC, Frankel,” Koffman said. His atarah gleamed in the sun.
Levine thumped him on his very solid shoulder. “Or maybe you’re just overheating, Koffman.”
“Or maybe he’s just pregaming,” Akiva said, and the guys laughed.
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