Close Mine Eyes

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Crown Heights in August.

It's muggy and humid with just the right amount of green to make it bearable.

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We're sitting on the porch swing.

Bubby swings with her feet in those sturdy black shoes from Israel.
The ones she says are "the best".

She thinks they're from Tsfat and calls my aunt who lives there to send her a new pair every not-so-often.
Little does she know my aunt needs to shlep all the way to Yerushalayim or Bnei Brak to buy them.
She never told her.

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Bubby swings us.
Forward, backward.

Then sideways.
Side to side to side.
Forward, then sideways.
She looks at me.


"Which way do you like better?"

:)

She laughs.

Bubby has the best laugh.