Night falls on Honolulu: a woman in a hotel room binds her hair into a bun and smears dark paint under her eyes. She is nearly ready.
The device at her hip buzzes. She answers.
“Yes.”
“I’m just calling one more time, honey -” Her husband.
“Yosef! Nothing you say will stop me from doing this.”
“I’m just saying we’re worried. I mean, the boys and I
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