I do not read nor speak Hebrew, nor do I understand Yiddish.”Shadrach peered more closely at the medallion I held in front of him.“Some of these s...mbols I remember from my bar mitzvah, when I had to read a passage of Hebrew, but I had learned the passage parrot fashion and have no idea what each symbol means.”He pointed to a sign resembling the three prongs of a trident.“That one is not Hebrew, although I know Anthea has a similar device tattooed on her inner thigh, her upper inner thigh.”He. He was talking to his father about the future of the family that he helped spawn.“Thank you...” Gary struggled to say in his raspy voice. He would cough a little bit. His vital signs on the heart machine were stable for now. “This ... was how I wanted it to be...”Fumi was close to his side. She was holding onto his hand. She looked as young and fruitful as the day they had met. A tear ran down her face even if she tried to prevent it. She had long prepared for this day, and it would be a hard. But, in general, she won’t choose it. She’ll wait to be told what to play. She’ll step on stage and turn on the talent and charm and win an audience. But she won’t be the one who advertises the performance and sells tickets and pays for an orchestra to back her up and hires a videographer ... and, and, and. She’s the product. The rest of us are all the other people she needs to be successful.”“I still have difficulty with the concept of comparing her to a car but I get the point of what you are. "So, would you really like to see me with Cire?" She asked quietly. She laughed gaily at my startled gasp."Gotcha! You started it. You should have known I would get you back." She could sense I was still startled. "No, dear, I don't get into animals. You are enough animal for me." She reached back and kissed me."Megan, I love you so much! I'm really going to miss you while you're gone," I whispered in her ear. I felt her shiver and heard her gasp, and then she turned her head and kissed me,.