“C all him” Shira Reimer said putting the cordless phone down on the table. “Come on.” “What it’s a random Tuesday and I want to schmooze? He’ll think I’m nuts.”
“I have no clue. Is that really my job? And what do I know about breakouts?”
“C all him” Shira Reimer said putting the cordless phone down on the table. “Come on.” “What it’s a random Tuesday and I want to schmooze? He’ll think I’m nuts.”
“Yudi he’s your father. You don’t have to make excuses.”
“Ha you don’t have to make excuses with your father Mr. ‘Shira’le how’s your headache? What did you make for supper? How’s Yudi?’ He wants to talk to you. My father isn’t that guy.”
Shira sat down across from her husband. “Listen Yudi get over it. He’s working in camp and you wish you were right? So you can spend your summer second-guessing him and being bitter or you can believe in Hashem…”
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