“Did you— did you tell her what you told us? About the boys going to the police station?” Rabbi Stark asked, his voice shaking
Mr. Shine and Rabbi Stark drove up and down the village streets, looking for any signs of their missing sons.
“Excuse me, ma’am,” Rabbi Stark called from the window. A small woman walking a dog hurried over. “Have you by any chance seen two boys, one with—”
“Oh, yes, I have!” the woman said excitedly, nodding her head very fast. “I know exactly who you’re talking about. Lovely young lads they are, too. They asked me the way to the police station, not very long ago, and I showed them the shortcut. You’ll have to take the road though.”
“Thank you very much,” Rabbi Stark said, relief in his voice. “That’s very helpful, Mrs.—”
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