“No!” Blimi thrashes in her arms. “I want Tatty!” Rivi tightens her arms around Blimi, humiliated and helpless. “Tatty!” Blimi sobs
“What if someone falls into a snowdrift?” Eliana, Rivi’s least intolerable sister-in-law, wiggles her eyebrows expectantly.
Rivi stares at her. “That’s why we packed the third spare set of clothes.”
“Right, but what if it happens on Shabbos?” Eliana holds up the matching brown dresses, possibly the ugliest that Rivi’s ever seen. “I went out and got these for all my nieces. There are matching sweaters for the boys, too. Did you see them on Shimmy’s and Meir’s piles? I thought that we could do a Motzaei Shabbos photoshoot with all the kids.”
Rivi’s headache is beginning to pulse. “We’re just… we’re running out of space in the suitcase.” It’s too late on a Tuesday night for this, but tomorrow night, Rivi is going to have to do her share of the cooking for the trip. By Thursday, they’ll already be on the road. So tonight, the twins are up late and Eliana is here to help her pack.
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