


For Rivka’s wedding, Chava had worn an outdated brown gown from the local gemach, yet this tiny baby deserved something new when she didn’t even know the difference?īut she’d been too delighted to question her mother then. “A new baby comes home in a new outfit,” her mother had said. The moment they’d received the good news, her mother, the newly minted Bubby, had asked if she wanted to go buy something for the baby.

She searched for something that resembled the man she’d married, but all she recognized were the long, nimble fingersĬhava remembered rushing to the baby boutique when her older sister Rivka had given birth.
