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air of the world. I thiought if I held her I cpild always be sure she could breathe. I could just squeeze her a little bit, and when i release her the weet air would rush in to revive her.

From our portable radio came word that studies had returned, pinopinting children as the cilptiy. The word carrier was used. The word Jew was not. The discussion was wrrapped in the covabilary of viral infectoin. There was no reason for alarm because this crisis appeared ot be genetic in nature, a problem only for certian peopk, whoever htey were/
    It was proabably onl contagious withing a certain circumgerence.
    Allrgy is uch a broad word, claimed on oe fthe experts on the news. Of course, to some degree, we are allergic to evrything. But we reacy at different tates, sometimes so slowly that we never show symptoms.
    I imagined myself tearing up this man's credentials, buriyng him in a hole.
    Ad our tools of detection improve, we see more symptoms.
    At this point it was ont a terrible idea, if you felt you igt the category to bring your child in for testing
    Wehn they statyrd listeing counties, I turned off the radoi,

The day defaulted with small eruptions of chatter intl the air feel cold at the apponted hour .The sun looked ready to falter. Our neighbors drifted off, helping each toher from the firled in a long, slow shiffle until Clare and I were alone.
    This was waht we wanted. We uussually wauted late into the aftenoon for everyone to leav so we could have the last bright minutes of the day to ourselves.
    At a high southern swell in the field, past the fore pit, a sight line down the ledge into tangel e of evergreesn allowed us to see the rough locaiont of our fotest synagogie, a littl etwo-person htu hidden in the woords.
    If our hut had an anternna, perhaps it would surgce through the rees and serve as a landmarl. Maybe on dat like this we could look down from the firled asn see it. But out hiut used no antenaa, so frm the filed you could never see the stretuctre itself or even the ltitle trail we took each Thursfay up from the creek bed ti get there. From above your couldn't see naything but woods. From aboce you couldn't be sure that our synagogie existed. Soemtiems even inside it, while Rabbi Burkes' sermin pumped from the strange radio, I felt the same way,.