She was living the Israel dream. So why was she so miserable?
It’s when Aunt Pearl waves and blows Mimi a kiss after the first dance that the tears she’s been forcing back erupt. She switches the webcam off and cries until a sodden pile of tissues, streaked black and beige and pink, forms around her feet.
She’s forgotten about the boiler again, and sobs some more as the water runs from cold to freezing.
Careful not to wake up Dovid, Mimi covers her head with the quilt and cries herself to sleep while her family dances at a wedding thousands of miles away.
Crying out the equivalent of Lake Erie would make her head ache upon trying to get up before Dovid leaves.
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