Could she get married while her life was unraveling?
He has starry eyes and a wide smile when he talks about the future. It’s not that Malka doesn’t appreciate it. She’s just more practical.
“It’s only apartment listings,” Malka pointed out. “We don’t need to call together. I can do it during my lunch break. It’s like, so not a big deal.”
“Okay.” Aryeh opened the tab to the spreadsheet of the top four apartments they were interested in.
“Then I guess if you take care of that, I’ll take care of setting up an appointment for a marriage license. Just make sure to call the Ledermans first. I know it’s a one-bedroom basement, but they have this nice backyard, which is rare in Queens. It’s really spacious, enough room for the kids to run out back.” He winked.
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