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Luz had been nervous to approach Eda about the matter, that by the time she decided to bring it up, it was day seven, and it felt too late. Still, she wasn’t going to chicken out of this.
“Um, hey Eda?”
“Yeah, Squirt?” Eda replied, not looking up from her cooking.
“Do… do you know what a menorah is?”
That stopped Eda. She turned around to face Luz. “Yeah, I know what a menorah is.”
“Do…” Luz started, taking a breath and starting over. “Do you know what Judaism is?”
Eda nodded. “I do, hon. Why are you asking?”
Luz didn’t want to cry, but she didn’t want to ramble either. So, she tried to blurt it out as quickly as she could. “Well, I’m Jewish, and it’s Hanukkah, and I really want to observe right now, so I was wondering if you maybe had a menorah so I could.”
Eda was good at picking up at her Luz-isms as she liked to call them. Her face softened up immediately. “Yeah, yeah I do have a menorah here somewhere. I’ll go find it.”
Eda went off and returned fifteen minutes later, a silver menorah in hand.
“I have some candles in the drawer.”
The day flew by as Luz’s anticipation grew.
And at the end of the day, King and Eda joined her as she lit seven branches of the hanukkiah, the shamash in her right hand.
It wasn’t everyone, but she was surrounded by her family. And that, for some reason, made her want to cry.