She looked so stricken that Moishe offered some consolation.
“That’s okay, honey,” Moishe said. “You still have me.”
Miriam looked up at me with tears in her eyes. “Yes,” she wailed, “but you don’t work either!”
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She looked so stricken that Moishe offered some consolation.
“That’s okay, honey,” Moishe said. “You still have me.”
Miriam looked up at me with tears in her eyes. “Yes,” she wailed, “but you don’t work either!”