10.07.04 - 11:00 p.m.

shortly after my only real childhood friend
graduated rom rabbinical school i ran into his
mother at the store. we stood in line together and
she said sighing youd make such a good rabbi's
wife. theyd listen to you; theyd love you.
it's too late mrs h i said waving my ring finger im
sadie, sadie and she replied one hand on my cheek
it's never too late, bubela.



it's never too late
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