Ahuva’s heart twisted. Was it with pride at Sari’s offer, or pain for Esther’s refusal? She didn’t know
When she was completely confident that Esther’s eyes were on the game Ahuva dared to glance at her watch. Not even three? She held back her groan then stole a quick glance at Esther still focused on the game board eyes intent on her card tongue tight between her teeth.
Just move the dumb piece! Ahuva didn’t say. Instead she smiled brightly. “You got a six Esther? You’re so lucky! I keep getting twos! Let me know when it’s my turn!”
Two rounds later Ahuva had had enough. “Want to play Spot It Esther? Or Banana Split?”
Esther shrugged. “I like Sorry.”
Figures Ahuva thought. And if she were being fair it was the fast pace of those games that appealed to her and made them feel like homework to Esther. She sat back resigned. At least Sorry lent itself to daydreaming.
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