"
My grandma grumbled despondently and gestured dismissively at Dinah's
optimism: "As you have ill-chosen your first one, so shall you
cherry-pick your second one, no doubt. Good for nothings. Only trouble
and heartbreak await you."
And my mother said:
"Come children, let us go home. This is an adult conversation" - as she
fired a cautionary glance at the interlocutors.
"Let them sleep in my room" - Dinah said - "Sometimes even adults have
to talk."
"We all eat what we cook" - my mother sniggered - "Dating someone like
that is like laying your bed with sheets of misfortune and blankets of
unhappiness. Just don't come to us complaining that we haven't
forewarned you."
"I never came to you for anything, let alone complaining" - retorted
Dinah bitterly - "And not that I had nothing to complain about."
"What now?" - Aliza asked, still on her ostensible way out - "What have
you decided?"
"What is there to decide after one evening together?" - riposted Dinah.
"Will you go on seeing him?" - Nitzkhia challenged her.
"I think I will" - responded Dinah ponderously - "I had a pleasant and
interesting time tonight. He is a charming man and I don't care how he
appears to you."
"He is insane" - my grandma groaned - "And you are even nuttier if you
consider dating him again.
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