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Now, so long after that cold dark February afternoon, I feel the trembling of her hands in my own as I take an envelope, emblazoned with a foreign postage stamp...
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Dov itched to rip her away from the protestors. There Liat stood, demonstrating on Even-Sinna Street with the rest of the lunatics...
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“No problem, no problem. I will arrange it for you; phone me back within a week. Then for sure I will have found your file...
11m read Translated from Dutch by the author
One Saturday it seemed to me I had succeeded in teaching my father seven new words in English, but two days later only one was still hanging on in his memory...
8m read Translated from Hebrew by Evan Fallenberg
When Andi answered the phone, Grandmother was mid-sentence in panicked speech. These calls were not new, they had been coming with increasing...
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Shimshona remembered well when the boy was born. It was a warm summer day, and all the women of the family were hot..
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Who'd have thought I'd ever find myself at the center of a mess? I wasn't tough, God knows...
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Yesterday was Shabbos. I went over to Joel’s apartment. I always go over to Joel’s apartment on Shabbos.
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It never failed. Whenever the sergeant was looking for a chump—someone for a patrol or KP, someone to help dig a latrine...
31m read
Nine-year-old Jack stood peering through the screen door of the stifling kitchen, redolent with the aroma of gefilte fish simmering on the stove — fish that had been swimming in the bathtub until that day...
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