The clock is a constant in a shifting world.Six women share time-related tales
Roizy Baum
We discovered the oblong navy box during one of our Shabbos morning rummaging games. It was buried under 12 pairs of socks, lined up in military fashion against the back of the gleaming mahogany armoire drawer.
“What’s inside?” my sister asked as she lifted the cover.
The box opened oh so slowly, as if relishing the revelation of the surprise it contained.
Cushioned in white lay the most magnificent watch we ever saw. It had a gold face with diamonds in place of numerals. An intricately woven band flanked the gorgeous face like two faithful bodyguards. We gasped in surprise and then began to finger the treasure with caress reserved for newborn cheeks.
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