"It was a neis, girls. His car is totaled. He’s bruised and has a broken rib, but baruch Hashem, he’ll be home before you know it”
“She’s never going to fall asleep, Ruchie,” Rikki moaned.
“Let’s sing to her.”
They sat down on the floor and began to sing, their voices blending beautifully. Rikki leaned against the wall, and lost in the song, didn’t hear Chaya until Ruchie tapped her arm.
“Listen, Rikki Dee.”
Rikki lowered her voice; Chaya was humming along.
“OMG!”
Chaya stopped humming and grunted impatiently.
“She’s the cutest! She wants us to continue singing,” Ruchie said.
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