All he saw was a grumpy, uncooperative wife who ruined all his plans and didn’t know how to enjoy life
Beach bag
Slinky skirts
T-shirts
Floafers
“You must listen to this, Pessie,” Yochi said, pulling his earbuds out. “Rabbi Malach on Tazria-Metzora. Don’t ask me how it ties in to the parshah, but listen.”
Pessie looked up from the list she was writing. Ex-accountants, apparently, had time to listen to inspirational shiurim. Okay, nice.
She folded the paper she’d been writing on in half. “Think you’ll have time to drive me around for some errands sometime this week?”
Yochi nodded quickly. Too quickly, like he was eager to prove that he could be trusted, even if he’d messed up with the passports the other week.
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