Cover

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pp. 1-1

Title Page, Copyright

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pp. 2-7

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Preface to the New Edition

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pp. 5-10

The first time I read the short story “A Letter to Harvey Milk” to a high school English class, I was more than a little nervous. I knew the school had never brought in an out gay speaker before. How would the students react to a loud, proud Jewish lesbian, older than many of their mothers? ...

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The Gift

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pp. 11-31

Rachel is five years old. She is going out for a walk with her father. It is a windy day near the end of autumn, and Rachel is wearing her red wool coat with the real fur collar. Today is Sunday. Every Sunday Rachel's father takes her out on an adventure, so her mother can have a little peace and quiet. ...

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A Letter to Harvey Milk

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pp. 32-47

The teacher says we should write about our life. everything that happened today. So nu what's there to tell? Why should today be different than any other day? May 5. 1986. I get up. I have myself a coffee, a little cottage cheese, half an English muffm. I get dressed. ...

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Only A Phase

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pp. 48-60

At 11:30 in the morning, Miriam Rosenfeld sat in the brown vinyl reclining chair she had bought her husband fifteen years ago for Father's Day, with her feet up and her head tilted slightly back. The TV was on, the curtains were drawn, and the burglar alarm was set. ...

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One Shabbos Evening

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pp. 61-76

I was sitting at the kitchen table with my father, eating a poppy seed bagel, and reading a story in the New York Post about a girl who had been kidnapped by some guy and kept in a cage for eighteen days. Then when they found her, she said she didn't want to go home. ...

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Sunday Afternoon

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pp. 77-92

I was sitting at the kitchen table with my father, eating a poppy seed bagel, and reading a story in the New York Post about a girl who had been kidnapped by some guy and kept in a cage for eighteen days. Then when they found her, she said she didn't want to go home. ...

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The Best Revenge

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pp. 93-128

As her childbearing years came screeching to a halt, Gloria Epstein decided to take stock of her life. She flopped down on the couch naked, for it was so hot she had just worked up a sweat by grating a carrot into the potato salad that was now chilling in the refrigerator. ...

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Flashback

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pp. 129-146

The first time it happened, Sharon was getting her hair cut. It was on a Thesday, about four o'clock. She remembered this because she'd had to leave her favorite class, Literature of Despair, a little early in order to make her appointment. and she hadn't wanted to leave because they were discussing her favorite author, Elie Wiesel. ...

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Something Shiny

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pp. 147-162

She couldn't believe it. But then again, it figured. Just her luck. Out of 650,000 queers standing around the Ellipse in DC, getting ready for the biggest march on Washington in history, who should be directly in front of her, with her arms around a new girlfriend no less, but Mindy, her exlover. ...

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The World to Come

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pp. 163-169

Let me tell you about my lover. She is a big woman-tall, with hair the color of wheat streaming down her back in many waves. Whenever I think of her, which is often, I picture her standing in the middle of a forest, her back as straight as the trunks of the many trees surrounding her, smiling and reaching out her hand to me, her fingers spread wide in a gesture of welcome. ...

Yiddish Glossary

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pp. 170-173