yad yehudah

The fairly large crust – at least five centimeters long – lay folded in Yehuda's palm. He'd been planning to make a meal of it when he found a quiet moment.

Maybe he'd even be able to mentally review some Mishnayos while he ate. That would be a double defiance of the Nazi beasts who roamed the lager, the camp. Not only would he be guarding his health by chasing away the hunger pangs for a few moments, but he'd be doing something even more subversive: he'd be reviewing his Torah learning, an activity banned by the fierce guards.

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