His brother was a singer. So what?
“Hoops after school?” Avi asked Nosson, his friend and fellow sixth-grader in Yeshivas Bnei Torah.
“Yeah, sounds good,” said Nosson. “But first we have to get through the rest of the afternoon.” They both rolled their eyes. Tuesdays meant a double lesson of geometry.
“Boys, to your seats.” Rabbi Leibowitz’s appearance stopped their conversation short. Both boys reluctantly settled down and looked at the isosceles triangle their teacher was drawing on the board. Basketball would just have to wait another hour and a half.
The five o’clock bell finally rang. Nosson and Avi picked up their bulging backpacks and headed out for the walk home.
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