She’d known all along that something was wrong. Was it the lost heirloom?
Beth Jacob, the caller ID shrilly announces. Miriam squints at the phone, hovers a finger over the answer key, then firmly places it back on the counter. She waits, tapping her nails against the counter, until the ringing stops.
Why is the school calling? It must be the principal. And it must be about Yehudis.
She won’t, she can’t, not right now, she’s not ready to speak with Mrs. Gewirtzman just yet.
Maybe Yitz will do it?
Yes, Yitz will do it, she decides with a tight nod. Someone has to call the principal back, and it won’t be her, not today.
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