Could she get engaged without her chassan?
“Mmm, okay, no problem.” After a moment, I ask, “For any special reason?”
“Ma, no! No, no.” Pause. “Well, not yet, anyway.”
My oldest daughter, Ayelet, just turned 18. Re’ut was a senior when Ayelet was a young, sweet freshie. “My senior,” as Ayelet fondly refers to her. My daughter had just started ninth grade in a new high school. Re’ut, a diamond of a girl with amazing middos, sincere, fun, gentle, alleh mailehs, took Ayelet under her wing and the two quickly became close friends.
Fast forward four years. A little more than a month ago, her mother, Rina, called me with a few important… ah, questions….
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