I really do have butterflies in my stomach, because now I'm alone with him. When Avi winks at me, I settle back in the car and close the door. "You said we were going to 'the disco.' I specifically heard you say the word 'disco'." "Uh, to wait in line like the rest of the people who want to go in," I say sarcastically. Osnat and O'dead get out, and I open my car door. What a bummer.Īvi drives up to the front of the club. Great, now I'm going to spend the better part of this evening in a line. When we reach the place, I notice the line is longer than the last time we were here. He's trying, even if my heart is a little deflated at the moment. The disco place? I don't really have visions of spending my last night in Israel in a loud, crowded, smoky bar. Osnat and O'dead are already waiting in the back seat. Then he takes my hand, squeezes it, and leads me to his car. He sits back down, obviously defeated, and then Doda Yucky leads me out to the foyer.Īvi takes one look at me, smiles, and his hand goes to his heart. Doda Yucky says something to Dad in Hebrew. Osnat walks out of the room and comes back with her mom. I'm not going to do anything you wouldn't do at my age." "You want me to cancel my date to make you feel better?" I ask seriously.
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