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Genre: Historical Fiction
Word Count: 100
TO BOLDLY GO
Dora wreathed her arms around her son’s neck. “What’s in California? No mishpokhah—you’ll be a stranger in a strange land.”
“Like you were when you came to America, Mama.” The youth bristled with determination. “I won’t be an alien for long. You’ll see.”
Dora’s husband Max frowned. “You’re only eighteen. Forget this acting mishegoss.”
Leonard, now an old man, strolled along the West End’s changing streets remembering his mother’s tears as he boarded the train.
A passerby grinned, raised his hand, spreading his fingers, two to the left and two to the right. “Live long and prosper, Mr. Nimoy.”
How did this tradition get started?