Penina finally tapped the man on the thigh with her umbrella and said, “Let’s go buddy, up and out of here or I’m calling the police”
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huey Portman was away, so the rosh yeshivah decided to do a quick dormitory check around midnight, just to make sure everything was calm. His nephew Ephraim was the dorm counselor, but it was important to have someone older come by also, just to look around.
You could never know.
The bochurim weren’t aware, but one night last week, a drunk had come up from the tavern down the road and tried to go to sleep on the bench in the yard. Sholom had been leaving the beis medrash and noticed the figure. He’d approached and then gone to his house to get his cellphone in case he had to call the police.
He’d made a racket looking for the phone, hoping Penina would notice and ask what was wrong. She did, of course, and when she heard, she came along with him, taking an umbrella with her just in case.
The man was fast asleep when Sholom returned, and didn’t move even after Sholom cleared his throat and said “Anschuldigs, excuse me, sir, you need to wake up.”
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