Rachelli startled. “Um, high school applications? I haven’t even thought about that yet”
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f it wasn’t Shabbos, Rachelli would capture this in her sketchbook for posterity: Bubby’s perfectly-penciled eyebrows and thin line of lipstick, Shani’s wide-open eyes and friendly smile. Of course, Shani had come home this weekend, camping out on a mattress in Rachelli’s room.
“Shoshana Raizele, she’s a good girl,” Bubby said approvingly to Mommy, when Shani stood up to prepare her a cup of tea. “And that school, look what it’s done for her.”
Mommy gave a tight nod. “Yes, Shani’s doing well in school, and baruch Hashem, so are Tehillah and Rachelli.”
Next to Rachelli, Tehillah gave a choked snort. Bubby frowned.
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