Great Grandpa Yonie taught Gretchen to play mah jong and he taught her to find pictures in things but he never loved her. He liked her well enough, Gretchen knew, but she was never his favorite. â€œYour cousin Sam, now heâ€™s a mensch,â€ Yonie liked to say whenever she stumbled over her tiles.
Years later, when Gretchen searched for Sam at the address Aunt Rachel had frantically scribbled on a scrap of paper, she noticed the interlocking stars on the grate. Stars of David, Gretchen could practically hear Yonieâ€™s gravelly voice in her ear. A chill washed over her.
I know, this is a dark one. Can you do better?