Ya’akov kicked at the ground disconsolately as he walked, dislodging another stone from his sandal. His shoulders sagged and a sigh escaped his lips as he watched his brother leap effortlessly over another puddle.
Determined, Ya’akov leaped, his body arching as he threw himself forward.
A splash.
Muddy blotches decorated the back of his legs and tunic like a talu goat.
Ima glanced back, rolling her eyes at the sight of his mud-spattered legs.
“Can you not keep yourself clean like your brother?”
How did achi do it?
Yeshua smiled at him. “The key is to believe”
Genre: Historical Fiction
Action: Jumping puddles
Word: Key
The Lowe-Down 
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