Day Of Atonement*

“Are you coming back to synagogue with me then?” Mum says.  I’m sitting on the parental sofa under my furry blanket; Dad dozes in his armchair; the fluffy monster rests in his rose chair.  You can see him in the attached photo.

“I can’t,” I say, sipping my coffee.  “Have to write the blog or…”

“But you always come with me for the end of Yom Kippur,” Mum says, looking upset.  “Well, if you’re not going to come with me, you’d better have a bath and…”

“You’re not meant to have a bath on Yom Kippur,” I say, a note of triumph in my voice.  “When I was at synagogue this morning I read a leaflet which says that it’s forbidden to have a bath today and…”

“You’re not meant to eat either, and you’ve been eating,” Dad says, opening his eyes.

“That’s different,” I say.  “Have to eat for my medical conditions.  However, I take the not-having-a-bath rule very seriously.  It’s an important one.”

“How long is it since you last washed, Tanya?” Mum says, shooting me a serious look.

I don’t answer.  My last wash was on Sunday which is a mere three days ago: not bad going I think.  Mum won’t agree though.

So, the parentals have departed.  The fluffy monster has tucked his head under his front paws, curled up and returned to sleep.  It’s silent here.  The panther dozes on the sofa next to me.  His huge head rests in my lap.  Stroking the back of the panther’s neck, I thank G-d for bringing my Seb back to me.  He may be far away, but we love each other…

Happy Wednesday everyone!
*1991.  By Faye Kellerman.  Book 4 in the Peter Decker and Rina Lazarus detective series.


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