8 stories trace the fire’s path, from the first glow until its dying embers,Story Supplement: Aflame,8 stories trace the fire’s path, from the first glow until its dying embers
S trike a match. A spark. It wavers flickers sputters catches… and as the shadows dance the flame takes hold alights ascends.
Light a single candle.
And then another and yet another.
Eight nights of leaping flames reminder of miracles and our Father’s endless love.
Rivka Streicher
Summertime, lawns are dappled with light, bougainvillea blossoms purple, and streets are deserted and too hot. We want to get away a bit, my friends and I. Two of us have a simchah in New York and another has recently moved to the States. We make some tentative arrangements and turn up in the Big Apple.
Between limited schedules and first year working budgets, our grand plans get us as far as Deal, New Jersey. Decidedly unexotic, but there is a boardwalk and a frothing sea sparkling in the sun.
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