
I t was the first Jeren monthly Melaveh Malkah since Yael had quit and she’d been begging Ephraim all week to let her feign illness. Ephraim wouldn’t hear of it. The Melavah Malkahs were sacrosanct — as she well knew. Rina had once shown up to one a mere hour after being discharged from the hospital with baby number four. And anything Rina did of course was the gold standard for the Jeren siblings.