“Baruch Hashem, it’s working out. You cannot imagine how much I’m looking forward to this year. To just slowing the pace”
“S o, who’s going to be my walking partner?” Malky asked the women sitting on the bench. It was just after Succos and they were taking last licks at the park.
“Not me! I have better things to do at 6 a.m.”
“What time?”
“Wait, Malky. Don’t you go with Shira?”
“Not anymore,” Malky said. “I’m not on Shira’s schedule anymore. I’ll be in bed at 6 a.m. I’m off this year.”
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