“It’s your job, to make her smile, to bring her happiness, and a girl like this, she can use it. You’ll know what you have to do. It’s not as easy as you think, but it’s also not so hard.”
“Shaya?” she said, and he stopped in the doorway to the kitchen.
“Yes,” he answered, trying not to sound impatient, which he was. This was the fourth conversation about the same topic, and he didn’t doubt there would be a few more rounds.
“I feel like Sunday is a crazy day, and Tuesday is Erev Yom Tov, so it can only be Monday, right? I hope it works for everyone. Penina isn’t sure, and Dovi said it depends on his in-laws’ schedule, and Bassi is due, Chaya Bracha has her whole story, and Ushy can never give answers.”
He nodded, trying to appear understanding. He really was understanding, generally, of how much this trip meant to her.
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