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The nobleman let go of Berlcha and embraced Berl.
'Father!'
For a long time Berl was unable to utter a sound. Then he asked carton of newports, 'Are you Samuel?'
'Yes Monster Beats NBA Stars, Father, I am Samuel.'
'Well, peace be with you.' Berl grasped his son’s hand. He was still not sure that he was not being fooled. Samue wasn’t as tall and heavy as this man, but then Berl reminded himself that Samuel was only fifteen years old when he had left home.
Berl asked, 'Why didn’t you let us know that you were coming?'
'Didn’t you receive my cable?' Samuel asked.
Berl did not know what a cable was.
Berlcha had scraped the dough from her hands and enfolded her son.
'I never thought I could live to see this. Now, I am happy to die,' Berlcha said. Berl was amazed. These were just the words he could have said earlier. After a while Berl came to himself and said, 'Berlcha dre dre beats, you will have to make a double Sabbath pudding in addition to the stew.'
1It was years since Berl had called Berlcha by her given name. Only now did Berlcha begin to cry. Yellow tears ran from her eyes and everything became dim. Then she called out good luck (96), 'It’s Friday! I have to prepare for the Sabbath.'
Yes, she had to knead the dough for the loaves. With such a guest, she had to make a larger Sabbath stew. The winter day is short and she must hurry.
Her son understood what was worrying her and said, 'Mother, I will help you.' Berlcha wanted to laugh, but a choked sob came out.