“Mrs. Edelman, sorry to disturb, but I wanted to make sure I caught you. Can you please stop in at my office before you leave?”
Chava felt her face burning as she walked through the school hall. Was it just her imagination, or were all the girls staring at her? Keeping her gaze trained straight ahead, she headed into![](https://mishpacha.abovedemo.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/11/dreamC.jpg")
her classroom.
The buzz of conversation stopped immediately.
Stop being paranoid. She frowned at herself as she placed her books on her desk. Devoiry had told her clearly that this fundraising campaign was being kept private. Just ZeeZee and one or two more girls. Why should she imagine that she was now the talk of the entire school?
Chava looked up and the faces of 20 girls gazed back at her with unusually rapt attention.
Because you’ve been teaching seminary girls for 30 years. And you know very well that you are the talk of the entire school.
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