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-no Estas Invitada A Mi Bat Mitzvah- Today

Your voice is beautiful. It’s always been beautiful. I was jealous because you got the choir solo and I didn’t.

Two weeks before the big day, an invitation came in the mail. It was from Elena—to her bat mitzvah, scheduled for six months later. The envelope was addressed in Elena’s loopy handwriting, complete with a heart over the i in Sophie . -No estas invitada a mi bat Mitzvah-

You said my voice cracks.

They stood there for a moment. The DJ started playing “Waka Waka” by Shakira, and a pack of seventh graders ran past, laughing. Your voice is beautiful

Three dots appeared immediately. Then disappeared. Then appeared again. -No estas invitada a mi bat Mitzvah-

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