Fiction

My cell phone vibrates. Nuchem taught me how to set it on vibrate when I’m in shul or, as I am now, at a simcha. Breindy wanted me to look around to see if it would be suitable…

My name is Moishe: Male, Caucasian, age 26, five feet seven, circumcised, brown eyes, brown hair with a few strands of white. The guys call me Mo; often times Fat Mo, for the obvious reason. And why would I…

“Git Shabbos, Reb Hershel,” the gabbai says to me with a smile. “Minche?”

He has it down to a science, Reb Yossel the gabbai. Every other week he asks me the same question. He needs someone to lead the services…

I have to be at work early today. Niko has to load his truck at eight and Mr. V. won’t trust a goy with the keys. Sometimes I wish he wouldn’t trust me either. It would make my life easier.…

I enter our apartment. It’s noisy as hell, the same noises every evening. Koiles ivrukim. Children squabbling, Breindy yelling, the vacuum cleaner roaring, kids making milkshakes in the blender and spilling half of it on the counters and the kitchen…

Mr V. is screaming. His face is read, as is his neck. I suppress a laugh. He just looks so ridiculous. Now he sees me and directs his anger at me. Our family connection got me the best seat in…

These days, I cruise the streets of Williamsburg—Marcy Avenue, Wythe Avenue, Bedford—camera dangling from my neck, protected by my flannel jacket, pillowed against my chest. I pedal slowly, on the lookout for my mark. I never know in advance what…

The house smells like a Friday afternoon. Ajax, some unidentified scent, and delicious Shabbos food. The washing-machine spins noisily, the little kids fight over a coloring book and the older kids fight over which of the younger ones…

Last week He had pinched her butt as He said it.  It was supposed to be sort of playful.  The mood was light and she said it too.  She still wondered if she meant it, but it didn’t…

The phone is ringing again. I glance at the cordless resting on the night table. The caller is indicated on the lit screen, but I am reluctant to get up and look at it. I want to sleep.…