It wasn’t like her husband to linger over breakfast.
Aviva Gelber was trying to get her children ready before the school bus pulled up but Dovi was sitting in the kitchen forlornly schmoozing with her while she was trying to remember where Shimmy had put his shoes last night.
“Shimmy’s haircut is so funny he’s a bald eagle” Chedva said.
Shimmy gritted his teeth and kicked her.
Chedva fell to the ground howling. As Aviva sat down on the floor trying to comfort her daughter she could feel Dovi sitting there in silent judgment. Is this how mornings always are? How hard can it be to control a few little children until 8:20? Do you need me to step in?
