We don’t know whose idea it was. It kind of came up in a conversation as we were planning— “Oh!” one of us said, “Let’s invite Naomi!”
I went to Israel and worked hard. I partied a lot, too, away from the people who had always anchored me, flying high, drifting on the wind. But that was mostly in the beginning, until the words of my rebbeim and teachers crept into my mind, my heart. And as much as I had loved Laykie and Adina, I knew that I had found my place without them.
Because of or in spite of, who knew?
And when I got home after the year was up, the Three Musketeers were no more.
Should I really call Adina? She was the one who cried the most when Laykie and I left. She was the one who let go first.
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