“I thought of a buyer,” I told her quickly. “Me!”
“Do you happen to know of anyone who’d be interested in my ground floor apartment in the heart of Jerusalem? It has a private entrance and garden.”
I was caught off guard.
“I’m selling it fully furnished. Actually, all the buyer needs to do is pack a suitcase of clothing. Everything else will be there.”
“I’ll try to think of someone,” I told her, and then I was off. But before I’d reached the corner, I made an abrupt U-turn and hurried back to her.
“I thought of a buyer,” I told her quickly. “Me!”
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