Don’t Forget to Write by Sara Goodman Confino EPUB & PDF

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• Author: Sara Goodman Confino
• Language: English
• Genre: Women’s Domestic Life Fiction
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“Stop it,” my father hissed at me as I jiggled my leg.
I did try not to roll my eyes, but Rabbi Schwartz’s sermons were as
boring as the news about the presidential campaign. Although that Kennedy
fellow was pretty dreamy. I didn’t mind hearing about him.
But this sermon about duty and honor?

My father was lucky my leg was all I was shaking.
Still, I thought as I looked around the sanctuary, Daniel, the rabbi’s
son, provided a distraction at least. I hadn’t looked twice at him when we
were in school. (Not that we went to the same school. Daddy would lose his
mind if I was in a coed program, even for college.) But now that the
mouthful of braces was gone, and his hair wasn’t in that ridiculous Caesar
cut that looked like his mother did it over the kitchen sink—well, now he
was worth looking at.

Normally, I would stay far away from anyone related to the old man
droning away about some goat in the wilderness. But he had winked at me
last Saturday as my father spoke to his after the service. And I did like a
challenge.

We didn’t have the place of honor in the front row that his family did,
of course, but we were close: just two rows back and a few seats over. I
studied his profile and began counting. If he turned around before I got to
twenty, he was fair game. If not, I would take it as a sign to be good.
On seventeen, his head started to move, and by eighteen, his blue eyes
were locked on mine.

I grinned slowly and he smiled back. I inclined my head toward the
door, then turned away and whispered into my father’s ear that I needed to
use the ladies’ room.

I could feel Daniel’s eyes on me as I walked out, demure as could be,
in my sheath dress with a Peter Pan collar. I was far too old for such
fashion, but for shul, it was better not to argue. I was on thin ice with my
parents as it was. I hadn’t been home a week before the dean called my
father, claiming I needed to focus more on my schoolwork and less on boys
when I returned in the fall.

Which was entirely ridiculous because the whole reason my father
sent me to college was to meet a good husband.
The reason I agreed to go was because he wouldn’t be there, and I
could do as I pleased.
I leaned against the lobby wall just outside the sanctuary doors,
counting again. Daniel wouldn’t keep me waiting if he knew what was good
for him.

This time I only got to eleven.
He shut the door softly, looking for me, and I tapped his shoulder.
“Hi,” he said quietly.

“How long before your parents realize you’re missing?” I asked,
flashing a flirtatious smile.
Daniel shrugged. “My father won’t notice. He never looks up during
his sermons.” I let out a giggle and he shushed me.

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