Judging by the awestruck expression on Nechama's face, my magic hasn’t disappointed
There are Believers, those inherently trusting individuals who’ll swallow anything you tell them. Take my husband, Yaakov, for example. So easily persuaded. With Believers, the sale is good as done the minute they step through the door.
Then you have the Skeptics. You can talk yourself blue in the face, and they’ll actively refuse to be convinced. For every piece of evidence you provide, they’ll offer a cynical retort. Waste of time, the Skeptics.
Moderates can go either way. That’s where my magic comes in.
Nechama Lowenstein, sitting across from me at the moment, belongs to the third category. And judging by the awestruck expression on her face, my magic hasn’t disappointed.
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