"It’s not my style. Everything is exactly the same here— 500 young couples, all alike, thrown together in cookie-cutter buildings"
Lots of people would consider Neve Tzinobarim a nice place.
It has big parks and the standard Israeli view of rolling hills and blue skies. But despite her sincere efforts, Chaya can’t manage to see the beauty there.
The buildings are too much alike, and so are the kollel wives. Two of them, both in shabby berets, are walking to the grocery store. A third woman, pushing a double stroller, stops to chat with them.
Chaya pricks up her ears. She’s leaning on a signpost, waiting for Moishe to finish Minchah. This is no fun at all. But as long as she’s standing here, she’ll gather all the information she can about this place.
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