A Way Back – Mishpacha Magazine
Ohnoooooohnoohno. This was crazy. She opened the door on autopilot, gingerly keeping her fingers stretched as far apart as they could go. She took her phone in her left hand, flinching, but nothing happened. At least it was only one hand. Later, much later, after an evening of weird hand flexing to keep her Ctrl and Z fingers apart, Deena decided to test her hypothesis. She sat down on a chair, eyeing the clock, and intentionally put the two incriminating fingers together. A breeze passed gently through the room, and Deena was standing near the counter, wiping the surface. Exactly what she’...
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