Blind date

There are a thousand things I could be doing right now. Exciting things. Necessary things. But, no. A mutual friend foisted Shabbat on me. Because I owe this guy big I put on a strained smile and said, “Great. I love hanging out with Shabbat!”

I sit across the table from Shabbat, making polite conversation and watching the clock.

Just twenty-three more hours, and I’m free. Twenty-two more hours. Twenty-one....

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