Generally, that's not a problem. I can do my socializing during the week. But unfortunately, this year the first two nights of Passover fall on a Friday and Saturday.
On Friday, my mom, Jean, Jim and Jack come down to NY for Passover. Night one is being observed at Jill's, Abbey's sister. Everyone is there except Michael who lives in LA, Sally who is teaching in Spain, and me. I'm selling clothes at Saks.
I miss the traditions of the Passover seder. Even if it's the very abbreviated version we do. In fact, my mom later tells me that the Haggadah's are open and closed quickly, and only six-month old Chloe shows any real interest in reading it.
Alexander is relieved that Jack is there to read the four questions. But since Jack doesn't know Hebrew, the task is given to Chloe whom I hear does an outstanding job.
Elijah doesn't show up again — not at Jill's, and not on Saturday at Valerie and Abbey's club, where again, I'm absent.
But perhaps next year, Elijah and I will be present. Or at least one of us will be.
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