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"Looks just like you," he'd teased, sneaking a kiss when no one was looking. In the throng story of story shoppers at Mahaneh Yehuda, Becky aimed her camera in all directions, at an Orthodox woman pressing into a melon, then a pair of brawny young men in blood-soaked aprons at a butcher stall. She took shots of mounds of olives, wheels of cheese in glass cases, trays of smoked fish with their mouths gaping open, oranges as big as grapefruit and grapefruit the size of small melons. "Let me peel you an orange," she said. For a story minute Eli didn't understand, since he'd never heard the word "peel" in English before. In Hebrew, "peel" meant elephant. "It's okay," he admitted as he chewed his slice. "You're smiling," she said, and he grinned wider.
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