The Rabbi's Wife, the Bishop's Wife
by David Jacobson and Chayuta Deutsch
'I often dreamed about the moment of the fall, a silence that lasted a second, possibly two, a room full of sixty people and no one making a sound, as if everyone were waiting for my classmate to cry out ...but he lay on the ground with his eyes closed.' A schoolboy prank goes horribly wrong, and a thirteen-year-old boy is left injured. Years later, one of the classmates relives the episode as he tries to come to terms with his demons. Diary of the Fall is the story of three generations: a man e...
Meet Mazie Phillips: big-hearted and feisty, she runs The Venice, the famed movie theatre in the rundown Bowery district of New York City. She spends her days taking tickets, chatting with drunks and eccentrics, and chasing out the troublemakers. After closing up, the nights are her own, and she fills them with romance and booze aplenty - even during Prohibition. When the Great Depression hits, and homelessness soars, Mazie opens The Venice to those in need, giving them shelter and dimes for fo...
The Warsaw Resistance (World War 2 Holocaust Historical Fiction, #3)
by Curt O'Riley
This rabbi gig. People have no idea what it's all about. The Rabbi Finds Her Way follows Pearl Ross-Levy's first two years as associate rabbi at a large Reform congregation in California. This compelling, inspiring, and often funny narrative weaves the experiences and insights that shape the young rabbi as she finds her way through the challenges of her profession. We see Pearl's lifelong friendship with a high school classmate—the victim of a serious car accident—evolve as it opens her eyes to...
What is love? An intriguing question, but maybe it’s one that’s virtually impossible to answer. Perhaps it’s futile for our intellects even to attempt a credible response. Love’s a deep and powerful emotion; it’s not intrinsically amenable to cold, analytical examination. And its quintessence doesn’t lend itself readily to a perfect, logical and universal definition. Ultimately, it could be that love’s mysterious, preoccupying intensity may be recognised and understood only when it’s actua...