A Journey We Didn’t Plan from Nechama Spielman’s Diary

I remember exactly where I was sitting. I remember the curious sun ray that peeked inside to see our new house, slid gracefully across the table, jumped down, gave the floor a luster, and flashed me a warm smile. Maybe it was trying to stroke my cheek, even before we ourselves knew that, just a …

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