
My husband has a tendency to make his phone calls on loudspeaker. As a yenta this makes my job easier. With most people I’d only have one side of the conversation to make inferences from; with my husband it’s all available to me without missing a single emphatic pause.
Most conversations don’t interest me but certain words perk up my ears like wife and one Erev Shabbos I found myself not-so-surreptitiously listening in.
“What’s this business of you going out to work?” It was the voice of my husband’s friend Binyamin.
“You do what you gotta do. This is what I have to do.”