Saturday, January 21, 2006


I had told Mordechai that I should be home at 5:15 one afternoon a few weeks ago. It was 5:18 as I hurried into our apartment building's yard. A few steps from the door, I heard my cell phone ring. I answered it to hear - who else? - Mordechai on the other end of the line (or should I say airwaves?).

Me: Hi, sweetie. Guess what. I'm right at the door to the building!

Mordechai: You are?

Me: Yeah!

Mordechai: Oh. 'Cuz, you're running a little late, you know?

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