Writer’s note: For those who have been reading this blog from its inception, some of the next parts of this serial might bear an uncanny resembelance to a previously removed story.  No, your eyes are not deceiving you.

Yonah walked back to his house, sure of himself for the first time in…in as long as he could really remember.  He wanted this for so long, but now felt confident in himself – he was sure that he was making the ‘right’ choice.  He dialed up a rebbi from one of the yeshivas that he had spent a large chunk of his seminal yeshiva days at.

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