“Ma, let’s be reasonable. I know you wanted to get rid of it and purposely hid it in a pillowcase in my guest bedroom so I wouldn’t find it until after you left.”
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I race through the foyer to the front door spin around and fling myself against the entranceway dramatically throwing my arms to each side for emphasis.
“NOBODY leaves until this is settled” I pronounce glaring threateningly at my daughters and sons-in-law.
Chaim’s eyes dart from side to side; I already know what he’s thinking.
“Guard the side door!” I bark in my husband’s general direction.
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