Israel Book Shop presents Chapter 42 of a new online serial novel, Night Flower, by Esther Rapaport. Check back for a new chapter every week. Click here for previous chapters.
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The two sisters met at the vort of one of their nephews.
“Margalit! What’s doing? What’s with the grant? Have you heard anything?”
“Heard? Where should I have heard from?”
“From wherever you heard then.” Uh-oh, she was being evasive!
“You realize that I am not usually a partner to what is going on at the Culture and Community Foundation. Those were two one-time incidents. It’s true that the grants are entered into the list of figures that I receive, as their accountant, but first of all, I don’t always get the figures; sometimes another worker in the office does that work. And besides, it’s a report that is generated only once in several months. So I’m not constantly being updated. Tell me, does this cake look like it has peanut butter?”
Elka took a little coffee mousse cup off the sweet table, and then regretted it and put back in its place. “What did you hear?”
“About the kallah?”
“We’ll talk about the kallah another time. I’m sure she’s lovely and wonderful. Do you think Yaakov would do any other kind of shidduch for his Shloimy? I’m talking about the Foundation’s grant, and don’t change the subject.” Elka was usually pleasant and amicable. But there were times when she just couldn’t muster up much of that pleasant demeanor; it happened when something was bothering her very much and didn’t let her focus on anything else but that.
Margalit leaned against the wall. “The last time, the material did not go through me.”
“Margalit, would you stop playing games with me and tell me exactly what you know?” Keep Reading…