“I don’t think you understand the severity of your actions” said Rebbetzin Greenfeld. “We are an academic institution not some common matchmaking service. We simply cannot condone this kind of behavior”
“He left me there, sitting by myself in Starbucks.” Chaya sat on the hallway ottoman and pulled off her heels. She rubbed her ankle and let out a muffled moan. “He stood up, said he had to get back for Maariv, and left. Before I had time to realize what was happening, I was sitting by myself, in Shabbos clothes and makeup, in a Starbucks booth. So embarrassing.”
Adina cringed. “Oh, sweetie, why didn’t you call? Tatty would have picked you up.”
“I just wanted to get out of there. Easier to walk home.”
Chaya was shivering. Her Shabbos coat was woolen and elegant, but not very warm. Not like her padded fleece coat, which she would never dream of wearing on a shidduch date.
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