Shani took one slice and bit into it— the tiniest of bites. She chewed for what seemed like an entire minute
“ZeeZee!” Rusi called from across the auditorium. “D’you think the napkins look better neatly piled or scattered?”![](https://mishpacha.abovedemo.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/11/dreamC.jpg")
ZeeZee had no clue. Artistry wasn’t her thing, but having fun being in charge definitely was. Pretending to give the buffet table a critical glance, she said, “Scattered. Definitely.”
Rusi gave her a thumbs-up, and ZeeZee headed toward the corner, where Tehilla was leading her choir in one last practice before the chagigah.
“Sounds amazing,” ZeeZee said.
Tehilla motioned to her. “Any idea where Shani is? The chagigah’s in an hour!”
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