By A. B. Yehoshua
Within the yr 999, whilst Ben Attar, a Moroccan Jewish service provider, takes a moment spouse, he commits an act whose unexpected results will endlessly modify his family members, his relationships, his business-his lifestyles. In an try and ward off clash and boost his company pursuits whilst, Ben Attar undertakes his annual trip to Europe with either his first spouse and his new spouse. The journey is the start of a profound human drama whose ethical conflicts of constancy and hope resonate with these of our time. Yehoshua renders the medieval global of Jewish and Christian tradition and exchange with miraculous intensity and sensuous aspect. in the course of the trials of a medieval service provider, the well known writer explores the inner most questions about the character of morality, personality, codes of human behavior, and concerns of the center.
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Ruth Hall, this is Michael Chase. ” “Nice to meet you, Ruth,” Michael said. Still Ruth said nothing, just kept staring. You’d think she’d never seen a guy speak to her best friend before. Since he was getting no response from Ruth, Michael turned back to me and continued where he left off. “Anyway, Ellie, I know it’s early in the week, but I wanted to ask if you were free this Saturday night. ” I shot a glance at Ruth, whose mouth had literally dropped open. We had talked about going to see the new Odeon release ourselves, this upcoming Saturday night.
No. Well, I don’t go on dates—” I turned bright red at my unintentional confession. “What I mean is I don’t have to ‘report in’ or anything—” He laughed. “I’m only kidding, Ellie. ” “A ride? ” “Of course. ” I nodded happily. Michael was quiet as he helped me into his parents’ navy Prius and headed toward my house. I wondered if I’d done or said something wrong, and tried to fill the void with chatter. But Michael seemed perfectly content driving in near-silence, with one hand on the wheel and the other nearly touching mine.
Disentangling myself from my sheets, I slid off the bed and padded over to my dresser, where I’d laid out my clothes for the day. I shivered; I could actually see my breath in the air. Why was it so cold? I looked around the room and saw that my window was ajar. Just a crack, but enough to let in the chilliness of the Maine autumn morning. I didn’t remember opening it before I went to bed. Odd, but I could be a bit absentminded at times. I closed the window, gathered up my clothes, and headed down the short hallway to my bathroom.