“I don’t understand,” Libby repeated. “Why suspended? Just why, Deena? Why?”
Akiva Frankel had experienced unbelievable moments in his life.
When he was seven and he sang with MBD on stage. Flying over the city in a helicopter when he was nine. Paragliding on the Kinneret during his bar mitzvah trip to Israel. Proposing to Libby. Holding his firstborn moments after she was born. Moments that felt so wonderful, so perfect, he’d wondered if they were real.
But creating a GoFundMe page because his little millionaire brother wanted to keep his wife’s struggles on the DL was unbelievable in an entirely different way.
Mali came bursting into the room singing, “We Shake the Lulav.” He smiled at her distractedly.
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