To a daughter on her way to Israel

Originally published in The Times of Israel, on September 5, 2014 We spend much of Thursday at Marshall’s. “What do you think?” I ask you, frowning. “Here. Add up these numbers.” I read you the measurements of the cute red wheelie bag, and you punch the figures into your phone. “It comes to forty-four, Mom.... Continue Reading →

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