I paste on a huge, fake smile. “I… have to go now, guys. I have something going on… It was great seeing you, though!”
Sunday, I wake at the crack of dawn.
Okay, not exactly, but 7:45 a.m. is practically dawn when there’s no school, no friends, and no plans for the day.
No plans… except for the most important one: a Skype call with my family! Finally, finally, finally.
I’ve spoken to Ima and Abba, of course, and even caught my siblings early one morning before I headed off to school. But when I get home after five p.m., it’s late at night in India, and most of the week I just don’t get to speak to all of them: Baruch and Nachum. Mali and Ita Nomi. Baby Ayelet.
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