THE BAD BOY BLUES
Now, once every week, Adolph was as happy as a clam at high tide. He held tightly to every pearlescent moment in the dim hallway at the top of the stairs outside of Miss Brundage’s apartment when Shifra’s piano lesson ended and before his began.
Adolph’s inspiration of romantic genius was to contrive each week a different little gift to hand to Shifra in order to hold her a minute longer within arm’s reach. It became an intimate expectation. It started when he offered Shifra the bright pink cream cheese candy cookie which Sarah had made for him as a reward for his musical adherence. Adolph had been at a loss for something new to say to Shifra and so he had caressed…
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