Y ael drummed her fingers on the kitchen table as she watched Ephraim eating silently across from her. He had just finished updating her on the Jerens’ Pesach plans; Mommy Jeren decided she wanted to try out a new program in Italy and Rina was all excited at this opportunity to bring her fashion line to the European market.
Yael frowned at her chicken. Italy sounded nice but in her opinion it had nothing to do with Pesach. And she was definitely not interested in enduring an entire week of avoiding questions about her job. Besides Ephraim seemed to have forgotten that this year they were meant to be with her parents.
Ephraim was humming softly as he chewed.
Her eyes narrowed. “So how was your day Yael? Oh Ephraim how lovely of you to ask. We went to the park the kids had a fabulous time.”
Ephraim lifted his head to stare at her eyebrows puckered mouth slightly ajar.
