Bullets and Miracles
Shir walked home with us for lunch in the sukkah. I asked how she copes with the trauma. She said, amongst other things, she’d been to the Rebbe’s Ohel in New York – and then added quietly, “I wish I had a dollar from the Rebbe.”



                        
                        
                    
                        
                        
                    
                        
                        
                    
                            
                            
                            
                        
                        
                    
                        
                        
                    
                        
                        
                    
                        
                        
                    
                        
                        
                    
                        
                        
                    
                         
                            
                         
                            
                        
                        
                    
                        
                        
                    
                        
                        
                    
                        
                        
                    
