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Bottleneck
Bottleneck They were in the middle of an argument; it was the kind you had as a married couple with a young child. You didn’t say anything frightening within earshot, and you adjusted your tone and volume but kept the words. They’d been doing it for well over a week now and she was exhausted. “Mommy when are we getting to the mall? How’s Santa going to know what I want?” Her son was squirming in his child safety seat and she didn’t blame him. Traffic had ground to a complete halt ten minutes before. She turned to look into his big brown eyes and explained a...
Earbuds
They stared at the unmarked brown package. Rabbi Shulman reached out to pick up the box, but before he could touch it Chaya, www.onedoor.cchis youngest daughter, snatched the package and shook it. A single object thunk-ed against the sides. The paperboard crinkled as she glid her fingers across top of the box. She brought the package inside and set it on the coffee table. Rabbi Shulman sat on the blue flower print sofa. He looked at his daughter and smiled.“What, daddy?” Chaya asked.“Oh, I am just happy, Chaya.”“Why?”“Because you are so smart.”“Smart enough to study the Gemara like Jacob and Ari?” she aske...
Never Enough Time
Grandpa told me the story of his childhood many times. His mother was Native American and his father was White. He said that he never met his father because he died before Grandpa was born. The details of this story were vivid and intense. I remember hearing it for the first time when I was about eight and Grandpa was well into retirement, but agile for his age. We were working in his garden when he began. I can’t remember how it started, but midway through, I had stopped pulling weeds and was transported to the early 1900s. After her husband died, my great-grandmother returned to the reservat...
Lady Love
“Hello dear soul, this is Stella Amour. Who do I have the pleasure of speaking with today?” I always greeted clients in this way, in a most soothing voice. Having been crowned the “Love Psychic” for my company, I liked to make a loving first impression. “Hi, this is Amy,” a gentle, shaky voice replied. “Oh my dear, you’re upset. What questions do you have for me?” Step one. Read the tone. “It’s my husband. I just found out he’s been cheating on me. I knew something was up so I looked through his email while he was sleeping. He’s been talking to her for months. I even read that they had been me...