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From Dark to Dawn

Leah Reisman

It’s three in the morning and pitch-black outside. The streets are empty and silent. The storefronts on the avenue are all shuttered, their lights dimmed. Everyone is sleeping. Everyone? Well, not quite everyone. Some people are busy working, talking, and laughing as if it were three in the afternoon, in a building with bright lights burning and lots of action. Who are these people who stay up all night, and where do they work?

 

A Midnight Adventure

Rachel Stein

“Passports? Visas?” the Canadian Border Services officer demanded, beaming a flashlight through the car window as he peered at me and Sruli, the older boy driving me back to yeshivah. After more than five hours of driving, we’d finally arrived at the Canadian border, and it was time to show our documents.

 

Tickled Pink

R. Atkins

Anyone passing Jolly Solly’s house at 100 Sunny Lane on a fine Sunday morning would have seen something odd peeking above the garden wall. It was the top of a pink tent, which Jolly Solly had set up in his backyard for a grand party that very afternoon.



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With All Due Respect
Rabbi Moshe Grylak The honor of every human being
What We Lost
Yonoson Rosenblum A long view, a larger perspective
Reprobate Return
Eytan Kobre Loyalty to the true and the morally upright
My Own Gentle Giant
Jacob L. Freedman Finn smirked. “Do whatever you want, Dr. Israel”
Individually United
Faigy Peritzman Two contradictions classify the Korban Pesach as a chok
Hearing Problems
Sarah Chana Radcliffe In fight mode, you may hear attacks never said
An Equal Focus
Rebbetzin Shira Smiles Remaining true to our most authentic feminine selves
The Marketer, Part I
D. Himy, M.S. CCC-SLP and Zivia Reischer “I’m late, my work is late, I come to meetings late”
Dear Neighbor and Friend
Words Unspoken I know you’ve been given challenging kids