Nike is a nerd, and a jerk. A jerk that says, does, whatever is the most harmful for a reaction.
Tristan is a player. One that makes up stories along the way with every lover of his, and with multiple people at that.
The two have hated each other s...
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Zeyde flips to chapter sixteen, "you've improved a lot more, just more work on Alef and Vav," he says.
"Now let's go."
I get off the chair, and scoot it back, along with Zeyde's chair.
Zeyde puts the book on its shelf.
"What do you think we'll be having?"
"Asher is making ice cream, and I think Bobe is making wiener schnitzel," "oh, that's great, you think she used her bubbe book?"
"Yeah, she said she's going to be using it from now on."
We pass the arched doorway, and everyone is gathering at the dinner table.
A red purple haired lady is sitting next to Aunt Levona.
She's familiar, as if she came straight out of the many pictures plastered on the house.
She looks a little bit like mom, with her prominent nose with the narrow bridge and a little bit of a drooping tip. And like Uncle Adonijah with her oblong face shape. "And especially like-"
"Hello Aunt Mckayla," I say, "hello T–Tristan," she says, smiling up at me.
I walk over to my chair, in between Samuel and Lashauna. Mom is sitting next to Samuel, and dad is next to Lashauna.
"Mckayla," Zeyde says, "yes, Foter?"
"I'm glad you joined us for shabbat, but it would have been great if you told us beforehand," Zeyde says.
"Sorry, Foter, I was just so excited to visit you guys I forgot to call beforehand. I'm going to stay here for a little while, mind me staying?"
Zeyde sits at the edge of the table.
Bobe turns to Aunt Mckayla, "no issues, you're always welcomed, but Aviva and Liat are going to be visiting soon, so we have to get another room for you ready." Mckayla nods, "okay."
"What brings you here Mckayla?" Uncle Adonijah says, staring at her.
"Can't I see my family once in a while?"
"Yes, once in two decades."
"Adonijah," Bobe says.
Uncle Adonijah looks down at Leeba as she snuggles to his chest.
"We can't just gloss over it, Foter and Muter, Mckayla abandoned us and Adorjan most of all for fame!"
"You're one to talk Menucha, you two left your child as well for fame. And I wasn't prepared for a child!" Aunt Mckayla says, teeth grinding together.
"I did not abandon Tristan; I had him in my life. I was here for his whole life! And don't spawn that I wasn't ready for a child nonsense you could have called at least once! But you decided not to, not once in twenty-two years!"
