Thank you.
Jack
[Who has turned when Mary gasped]. Mama, you’d better get ready. We’ll be late. [Takes her to door and she goes into the kitchen for the candles. He turns swiftly to Mary, holding the kitchen door closed behind him. His voice is tense.] Is he ... worse?
Mary
[Slowly]. He just ... died.
Jack
Oh, my God! [Emotion has returned to him. He sobs.] He told me God would punish me! I thought I could get away from Cantors! Well, God showed me.... [His voice rises to a wail and then subsides.] The Day of Atonement!—I’ll say it’s the Day of Atonement. [Sara enters with lighted candles. Jack suddenly turns to her.] Mama! I’m going with you! I’m going to the synagogue!
Sara
[Unbelieving joy in her voice]. Jakie!
Jack