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![]() Our Sabbatical in Israel
The sirens wail all around us in the early morning. They echo in our minds. Run, they say, run. "Quick, Logan, grab Sadie. I have Aaron," I yell, panicking. My husband and I grab our children. Neither of them are dressed. I'm in my pajamas, my husband bar...
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