She couldn’t believe it. Her little sister was not so little anymore. And also… she wasn’t so newly married anymore

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he tucked a strand of her sheitel behind her ear; her kallah earrings glistened.

“You know what’s cute,” she said, turning to Yonah, “it’s our nine-month anniversary. Like right now. And Avigail is getting engaged.”

“Like right now,” Yonah added, grinning.

She laughed. “Exactly. Basically, it’s a good night for the Jews.”

“I’ll second that.”

She couldn’t believe it. Her little sister was not so little anymore. And also… she wasn’t so newly married anymore. There was a new kallah on the block, literally. Why did that make her a little bit sad?

Yonah looked at her as they pulled out of the driveway. “Bringing back memories?”

She nodded. “You bet. Except we weren’t calmly driving toward the house, we were rushing at breakneck speed because everyone was waiting for us, and we got a speeding ticket.”

Yonah snickered. “Classic. I’m pretty sure that makes me a legend.”

Estee rolled her eyes. “Or incredibly reckless. What if you had crashed?”

Yonah beeped at the car crawling in front of him. “How about recklessly a legend?”

Estee giggled. “Perfect. Hi, I’m Estee, kallah’s older sister, and this is my husband, the reckless legend.”