The Gold of Haim-Shaye

Nuska Shkolnik, who had come on a four-day leave, cried those four straight. He’d been a whiner since childhood, and Lyovka never did manage to knock that vice out of him. All anyone had to do was look cross-eyed at little Nuska—or even worse, with kindness and sympathy—and instantly Nuska’s big eyes would be big with tears. And after all, this…