Adam’s Blind Dates

Adam Zakar sat in the park’s zoological and botanical garden alone on a pleasant morning when he had a day off work. He often came and sat in the park when he felt lonely and had nothing to do. He spent so much time there that he had started naming all the animals as though they were friends. But, they did not respond when he talked to them. They were very one sided friendships that still left him feeling lonely when he left to return home.

Adam was beginning to grow tired of the Internet Jewish singles dating site his friend, Enoch, had talked him into trying. So far, he was not having any success in meeting women in whom he was interested, or who were interested in him. Adam was not meeting nice Jewish women at work, or at synagogue. So, he gave into Enoch’s suggestion of the Internet dating site for Jewish singles to meet women. As Enoch not so delicately pointed out, Adam was not getting younger and it was time he was married He did not want to be alone any longer. At 32, he had never had a girlfriend for more than twelve weeks. He did not know what he was doing wrong, but he could not keep a woman’s attention or affection. But he was not happy being single. He wanted to marry and have a family. Psychologists told him that he would have to learn to be happy and fulfilled single before he was ready for a relationship. He was tired of people telling him that the love of his life would appear the day he stopped looking. He could be a bachelor for life with that attitude. He longed for a meaningful relationship with a woman for life.

He often called Enoch and told him in detail what a disaster his dates had been. He suggested that he had given the Jewish dating site a try and he was ready to go back to hoping to meet a nice woman at synagogue or in the park. Enoch quickly pointed out that even when he had been the synagogue’s president, no woman in the congregation had expressed any romantic interest in him. As for his days spent in the park, he was talking to the animals and not to women. Where else was he going to meet Jewish women apart from switching congregations? Adam ended the conversation with that. He was not going to switch his synagogue in hopes of meeting new women. Enoch had talked him into giving the Internet site more time before he gave up and risked being single for life.

Like rubbing salt in a wound, Adam sat down to his computer and logged onto the site to check his profile to see if he had any messages from another woman. Adam had given up browsing women’s profiles and sending them messages in favor of waiting for a woman interested in his own profile. To his surprise Adam did have a new message waiting for him. He read it and the woman sounded ideal. She had said that she liked his interests and his intelligence which was what she wanted. She was tired of shallow, insensitive gym rat men. But, she found Adam’s profile interesting. Adam went to her profile to see if he felt the same about her. She was a professional, a professor of feminist studies at a local community college, said she was looking for a sensitive man who respected women and was not looking for a macho man whose interests were limited to sports and only attractive women. What was more surprising to Adam was her appearance. She was not an out of shape unattractive woman. She was a beautiful woman with striking red hair and green eyes. Adam could not believe that a woman as attractive as she would be interested in him. Perhaps there were women on the site who looked at interests and education before they looked at profile photographs and physical description. Valentine’s Day was quickly approaching. He dreaded the idea of spending Valentine’s Day night at home without a date. So, his response would have to be carefully worded if their first meeting was then. Adam went back to her message and carefully wrote a response saying what he felt honestly and did not ask to set up a first date, but mentioned that Valentine’s Day was approaching. He just wanted his response to focus on thanking her for her genuine message. Adam went to bed and hoped that this woman would respond to his message. That night he dreamed of this mystery woman, Lilith Nekayvah.

The next evening after work Adam logged onto the site and was thrilled that she had responded. Her response was positive and recognized his honesty and said she looked forward to meeting him. She took the initiative and suggested that they take a chance and meet on Valentine’s Day. He immediately sent her a response accepting her proposed date. She wrote that she would e-mail him with the place and time for them to meet later. Adam called Enoch to discuss his date. “Adam, there is one thing that you will have to consider for Valentine’s Day. You will have to get her flowers or a gift of some kind even if it is a casual date. All women expect that despite what they might say”. “I do not know what to get her. Flowers are so obvious”. “Adam, if we know one thing about women is that they like nice things. Do not overspend because it is your first date and you and she may not see each other again.”. “You are right. I am sure I can find a reasonably priced gift that is nice. I will give it some thought. I will call you back if I fail to come up with an idea. You have it easy. You know exactly what your wife likes and what she has and does not have”. With that Adam hung up and started racking his mind to remember an interest she mentioned in her profile or messages, or something trivial to him that she mentioned that had slipped his mind.

Adam paced his home thinking of every detail he could remember about Lilith. The flowers were now out of the question. All florists he called had sold all their red roses already. He did not think that anything other than a long stem red rose would do. He thought about candy. Lilith might be on a strict diet or diabetic. She liked reading, but without having seen her home library, any book he got for her she may have. Jewelry seemed the only option. But the question was what piece of jewelry to buy. He could get her something in silver and perhaps with a semiprecious stone that he could afford that would just be a gift and not a commitment symbol, unless she thought he was cheap or poor. He would check out the antique shops and the Judaica stores. An antique shop may have a piece that was unique and not available by the gross at department stores. He would start there.

The next day on a lunch break he went to an antique store that happened to be in a predominantly Jewish neighborhood. The shop was being watched over by a kindly older woman who was happy to help Adam. He explained his dilemma and in doing so mentioned Lilith’s name. When he did so, her expression grew grave and she said: “I know what she needs and you as well”. She pulled out a drawer of older silver pieces that were not as attractive as those on display. She pulled out a small silver plaque on a chain with a bizarre engraving of three bird-like creatures, three strange symbols with the same Hebrew words, and a Hebrew inscription repeated on both sides. The woman pointed to the last word in the inscription. “It has her name on it”. Adam peered closely and just as she had said, Lilith was written in Hebrew at the end of both phrases. The woman than pulled out a small Hamash, a protective amulet with which Adam was familiar. It was a stylized hand with two thumbs and three fingers, and a small, red semiprecious stone in the center. “I do not know which she would like”, Adam mused. “The plaque is for her. The Hamash is for you”. Adam did not understand. “I will just buy the pendant with her name in the inscription. I will pass on the Hamash”. “I will sell you the plaque, but I am giving you the Hamash for you”. Adam thought it was odd, but he saw no reason to turn down a free item, especially if he decided to give Lilith the more familiar Hamash. The woman sold the antique silver plaque to him at a ridiculously low price, probably the value of the silver alone. She put the plaque and its chain after polishing it in a small gift box. But, she insisted on putting the Hamash around Adam’s neck herself. As she did, she muttered: “Kayneyenahora “and then “Per per per” over each of Adam’s shoulders. While others may have been mystified by this strange behavior, Adam remembered his grandmother doing the same often when he was a child. Adam thanked the woman but as he left the woman’s parting words were a strange: “A nice Jewish boy like you? You will be alright. But watch out for this woman!”

Later in the week, Lilith e-mailed with a time and place for them to meet. It was a club that Adam had never been to: far too avant garde for Adam. He checked the place out on the Internet: a member only club with a dance floor, bar and food service. He immediately thought he was out of his league. He did not frequent such places and had not danced since he was in college. The idea of him in a discothèque dancing to contemporary music struck fear in him. Lilith would see him for the out of touch middle aged man who he was. She would be embarrassed to be seen with him in such a place. Adam called Enoch. “Enoch, how can I dance with this woman without looking like a fool?” “Adam, hesitate to dance early. Have a cocktail. It will lower your inhibitions. But, watch the people on the dance floor while she and you have the first cocktail. If she wants to dance, just mimic the others and try to dance as she does. Let her lead so to speak”. “Enoch, I am not sure that it will work”. “If Lilith does not like you after dancing with you then you will have taken the mature step of realizing that she and you are not meant for each other. If she does not want to see you again, then she is shallow. If she is sensitive to your needs as well, she will laugh off your attempt and be impressed that you at least tried. But, Adam, the more you tell me about Lilith the more insensitive she seems to you and the more selfish she seems. She may be a feminist, but even a feminist should give the men she dates an input into what they do and when. She is control running this”. “Enoch, I respect your opinion, but it is only our first date. But I would rather do things she wants to do then suggest something I would do and expect her to go along. Perhaps this is why I have been single so long and a failure at dating. I have not let a woman take the initiative. I can decide if she is controlling after I have known her longer”. “Adam, give it some more time, but eventually you are going to have to be assertive and she how she reacts. You do not want to marry a woman who wants to be in control”. “Enoch, this is our first date, not the night I decide whether to marry her! And do you realize how sexist it sounds that I need to be the one in control of the relationship?” “Adam, you are right. It is too much to expect a feminist to model her behavior on antiquated male dominance. But, if you are to spend your life with her, you must be equals. You need to find out at some point if she is not a control freak”. “I think the first date may be too early to be finding out who wears the pants in our relationship. But, I have not dated anyone for more than a weekend in fifteen years. I do not think I am ready yet to test her attitude”. “Adam, just be careful that you do not wait too long to find out”. Adam ended the conversation. Enoch was married and had not had to date for years. Dating advice might be better found with Adam’s single friends. Only Adam did not have a close friendship with single men and there was probably a good reason why they were still single. He would have to follow his instincts and get to know Lilith without Enoch’s coaching.

Adam had to go shopping to find appropriate clothing for his date. He looked at the people pictured on the club’s website and noted what they wore. He may me dressing like a younger person, but that would be better than dressing as a middle aged man out of his element. He just hoped that Lilith approved of his attire. He bought a new, stylish suit and let the salesman help him chose a shirt and accessories that were current and in vogue.

As it was a members’ only club, Adam would have to wait outside for Lilith to arrive. He stopped at a bar across the street and had a drink before he went out to stand and wait for her. He had to explain his situation to the doorman who was ready to ask him to leave and not loiter. He felt foolish standing outside in the new clothes in which he felt uncomfortable. He had to find some way to look confident and comfortable when Lilith arrived. He watched the other couples going into the club and tried to note how they carried themselves. To him they seemed to be egocentric, conceited posers but he had to assume the pose at least until Lilith arrived and he was not alone.

A sleek top of the line sports car pulled up and Lilith stepped out when the valet went to take the keys. She was wearing a daring red cocktail dress that made her skin luminous. She seemed emotionless as she interacted with the valet until she looked up to see Adam. Only then did she smile and seductively stepped onto the walk to approach him. Adam was confused by this mixed message of a feminist who moved and dressed like a model. Would she not think that these clothes and grooming to captivate men’s minds was in direct opposition to her philosophy? However as Adam was captivated by her, he realized that her dress, grooming, and movement empowered her to captivate the attention of all. It was not a contradiction at all. She knew she was beautiful and she used it for her own needs. “I hope you have not been waiting long?” “Oh, no, I just got here a few minutes ago. You look great”. Adam immediately wished he had not said that. However it was a lifelong habit to compliment a woman when she arrived. Adam was further crushed that she did not return the compliment regarding his own new clothes. However, he remembered that it was typical for a woman to simply say thank you and move on. Still, he had hoped to impress her. “Shall we go in?” Adam offered his arm but she ignored the gesture. She grabbed Adam’s hand and led him like a child behind her, being waved past without a word by the doorman.

The club was dark, crowded, and the music loud. The crowd seemed to part as Lilith took the lead and Adam followed. He was mesmerized by the fluid motion of her body as she moved. She did not walk so much as glide, passing between people who parted for her. Occasionally she looked over her shoulder to make sure Adam was still behind her. Adam could not help but be fascinated by the unreal way she could walk through a crowd, sometimes not looking ahead, in a fluid motion that her beaded dress that did not conceal her voluptuous body, without hesitation or hindrance. As she passed, not only men but women looked at her in appreciation. Adam could feel their eyes on him as her envied escort. Eventually they made their way to the bar and the patrons parted to allow her to approach. The bartender immediately began work on making her cocktail and Adam’s as she again had signaled with her hand with two fingers gracefully raised above the others. Soon two martinis were placed before her and she passed one to Adam. She raised her glass in a silent toast. Adam motioned to touch his glass to hers when she pulled back. “You know that is done only to ward off demons?” she said as she sipped her martini. Adam did not respond but sipped his drink as she did. She lowered her head to her shoulder and raised it to shake her auburn hair down her back. Without a word, she left the bar and made her way to a railing overlooking the dance floor. Adam got his drink and followed her. Adam remembered Enoch’s advice and watched the much younger crowd on the dance floor. He felt a deep sense of pride to be the man standing with Lilith, knowing that even now many eyes were on them. She had captivated the patrons’ attention in a club full of younger, beautiful women. Adam felt more confident; assuming some of the aura of Lilith had surrounded him as well. They did not try to speak over the noise, even if they could have heard each other over the din. She seemed to be happy just to listen to the music and watch the crowd. Adam knew that he was not yet ready to make small talk with her. What would he say? Would he comment on the music, the people, their dancing? No, this moment was hers. He was just happy to be standing next to her, knowing that they were the center of attention of those about them. He could hear the occasional comment of one man to another about her beauty and of one woman to another about the same. It seemed as though all men wanted to be with her and all women wanted to be her. But he also heard the occasional comment about what she was doing with him and the comments were uncomplimentary speculation on what she saw in Adam. However, Adam tried to stop listening. He was her date, even if the others were saying things such as “she could do better”. He could not let this get to him; he would lose his confidence and Lilith would sense it. So, he continued to watch the writhing crowd on the dance floor, trying to observe how they moved so that he might emulate them.

As the music changed, the DJ started playing a remix of “Queen of the Night” combining Mozart’s aria and the Whitney Houston song of the same name. Lilith stood upright, setting down her glass and raising her arms over her head with her head falling back she started to dance where she stood. “This is my song!” She said enthusiastically and grabbed Adam’s arm as she made her way to the dance floor. She made her way to the middle of the floor and Adam tried to dance with her. However, Lilith was soon dancing alone as the crowd parted and she was isolated with a spotlight on her with a spinning disc of gels that changed the colors as though she was in a kaleidoscope. Adam was stunned by her sensual abandon as the crowd moved with her on the dance floor. She seemed oblivious to the crowd and Adam as she danced so sensually it was erotic. When the song ended and another started she fell into Adam as though she had lost control of herself and momentarily writhed against his body before suddenly returning to her controlled self and whisking Adam back to the bar where the remainder of their drinks remained undisturbed. She was unabashedly pleased with herself and unapologetic for having abandoned Adam in her revelry. She took her glass and ran it down her throat stopping in the cleft of her cleavage before taking a drink. Adam did not know what to say as Lilith looked at him with anticipation. “That was amazing!” He blurted out not knowing what else to say. Lilith’s expression changed as though she expected more but soon changed to a more beguiling expression. “I sometimes just lose myself in the moment. Have you ever done that?” “I am far too inhibited to be so”, Adam paused as he searched for words other than embarrassing, “uninhibited”. “Adam, relax! Give yourself over to pleasure!” She laughed and Adam thought for sure that this time he had disappointed Lilith.

However, at the same time, he wondered who this woman really was. Was she the intelligent woman in control of herself and her environment? Or was she a wanton woman capable of using him and casting him aside? She was sending mixed signals at every turn and leaving Adam at a complete loss as to how to behave with her. Lilith looked at him with a serious expression as though she was asking herself the antithesis of what was going through Adam’s mind. “You need another drink” she said rather bluntly and coldly and left him for the bar. Adam watched her again. She flirted with the bartender. She moved about the place like a prostitute or a hedonist without any morals. Adam’s infatuation was giving way to simple thoughts such as whether he could imagine her as a mother of his children. Lilith returned with two more cocktails and intertwined her arm with Adam’s as he lifted his glass, guiding him into a lover’s toast. Adam felt awkward with their arms intertwined trying to take a drink without spilling it. However Lilith otherwise seemed to have returned to some decorum. The pager Lilith had been given when they entered and asked for a table began to vibrate with alternating colored lights. “Oh, our table’s ready! Bring your glass!” She again led the way only occasionally looking over her shoulder to see if Adam was still there. After checking in with the maître de, they were guided to a table thankfully away from the dance floor. The waiter came and left menus. Lilith did not open hers but Adam did. She reached over and closed his menu. “Oh, I can order for us both”. Lilith took a drink and looked at Adam as though he should be used to her being in control. “I think I want to see what they have. I may find something that you did not anticipate”. Lilith flushed and Adam realized that his even suggesting that he could think for himself had angered her. However, after her performance on the dance floor, he wanted to see if he could be self-assertive with her without causing her to be rude. She glanced away as he read the menu. It was in French. Embarrassed, Adam said with some hesitation, “I am afraid I do not read French. I guess I will have to take you up on your offer to order for us both”. He cautiously looked up over the top of his menu and Lilith had an almost malicious expression. “There was a reason why I offered!” she said with no humor and Adam closed the menu. Suddenly Lilith spoke again in a saccharin voice. “I am sorry for snapping at you. I should have told you the menu was in French before I offered to order for you. Do you forgive me?” She tilted her head coquettishly. “Of course, I should have known there was a reason”. Lilith took his apology at face value although Adam was insincere. She had not offered to order for both of them because the menu was in French. She had no idea if Adam understood French. She was just being controlling again and was angered that Adam wanted to decide for himself. The waiter came and Lilith ordered something but Adam was pleased that he had heard the word “boeuf”.

Over dinner they resumed a pleasant conversation and for the first time she asked questions about Adam and his interests rather than monopolizing the conversation. Adam spoke of his education and work experience, trying to impress her with an anecdote about a possible promotion. She listened but seemed unimpressed. “I guess my work is boring compared to your teaching?” Immediately Adam regretted having said that as Lilith took it as a cue to start talking about herself more. However Adam was listening more intently than he had earlier. She spoke only of herself without ever mentioning friends or family. Adam was beginning to understand just how egocentric she was and he did not like it.

He suddenly realized that he had only made the date with Lilith in order to avoid spending Valentine’s Day night alone at home. He was at this point past his infatuation with Lilith and her ways. Lacking any other ideas, he pulled the small gift box out of his pocket and placed it on the table. Lilith smiled as a greedy child might at her birthday party. “What is this?” she cooed. “It is just a token gift for Valentine’s Day, nothing fancy or extravagant”. Lilith pulled the box towards her and opened the lid. Looking at the pendant, she suddenly raged: “What is this? A sick joke to humiliate me?” “Lilith! It is harmless, I am sure. The woman who sold it to me said that it had your name on it, and it does! Look here…” “I know what it says! Do you think I am stupid?” She pushed the box away from her without touching the pendant. Adam scrambled to try to salvage whatever offense she had taken from the pendant and its inscription. “I do not know what it says! The woman who sold it to me only showed me where it had your name, there, in the inscription. I thought you would like the novelty of it. Not many people find antiques with their name engraved on it!” Pulling the Hamash out of his collar, he showed it to Lilith. “The woman gave this to me as well. I think it has a ruby. Perhaps you would prefer this?” Lilith recoiled from the sight of it. “I know it is not much, but it is prettier”. “Put it away!” Lilith hastily gathered up her things and stormed away from the table. Adam did not know if she was going to the ladies’ room or leaving. However, at this point, he no longer cared.

Adam sat dumbfounded for a moment. This behavior was not only childish and dramatic, it was also irrational. With a determination of which he did not know he was capable, Adam stood, picked up the gift box, walked out of the restaurant and hailed a cab home. He did not bother to leave any money on the table for the waiter. Lilith could pay for her own stunt. If and when she returned to the table, she could handle it herself. Furious, he fingered the Hamash on the ride home. He did not know if he should feel humiliated or triumphant for having left. He was leaning towards triumph, although in retrospect his reaction was as dramatic and irrational as hers. However, he still felt justified in leaving the restaurant before Lilith made the evening worse.

When he got home, he called Enoch to tell him what had happened, even though he still did not understand himself. Enoch spoke calmly and tried to explain. “Adam, the pendant you bought her was a talisman to ward off ‘the’ Lilith, the mother of all demons. And the Hamash wards off demons including Lilith”. “It has to be a coincidence that her parents gave her such an inappropriate name, but surely she did not believe that I had deliberately bought her a talisman to ward off her namesake”. “Adam, from what you have told me of her, she may be delusional enough to think that she is Lilith! You did the right thing. Get yourself something to eat and forget you ever met her. You are better off without her”. Adam hung up and felt a strange sense of relief. It was though he had actually been with the Lilith of myth.

A few days past and Adam never heard from Lilith again. He only thought of her when he saw the Hamash which he now wore daily. He kept the talisman to ward off Lilith on his nightstand. He never dreamt of her again. He tried to forget about her but he could not forget this strange woman completely even though as more time passed it all seemed like a bad dream.

One night, bored, he logged onto the Jewish dating site again. He found he had another message from a woman named Chavah Eshah. He responded halfheartedly to the message. The next day she responded. Adam replied and they corresponded for a while via messages on the web site. They were content to exchange e-mail and Adam made no suggestion to meet her. Her e-mails were strange and she seemed to lack any self-esteem at all, content to talk about Adam and his interests. After a few weeks, he suggested that they meet. She accepted but offered no opinions of her own as to when or where they might meet. She was content to leave it all to him. Adam suggested meeting in a club near the park after work, to meet at a place where he could politely leave quickly with an excuse. He chose the date, time and place. When they met, Chavah was an old fashioned girl a generation behind the times. Yet, she was an attractive young woman with brunette wavy hair and large brown eyes. She seemed only interested in Adam and discussing his work and interests. Adam was surprised that he ended up staying longer than he expected. Even though she was only interested in him, he found her to be pleasant company and asked if she wanted to go to dinner. She blushed and accepted. Adam chose a quiet, inexpensive restaurant nearby and they talked over dinner until it was late. Having exhausted every detail of his life, he managed to get Chavah to talk about herself and her own interests. Her greatest ambition in life was to be a wife, a mother, and to raise a pair of Jewish children and live a quiet domestic life. As she spoke, Adam became comfortable with her. He knew it was his goal when he joined the on-line dating site to meet a woman to marry and have a home with all the same traditional expectations Chavah had. She was not intellectually challenging or ever expressed an opinion in opposition to his own. But it felt right somehow. As they finished dinner she gave him her home number, cell number, work number, and asked what he was doing for the upcoming Shabbat. Even though she seemed to have no self-esteem at first, now she seemed to know exactly what she wanted but was a modest, humble woman who only wanted to please. They were not what most people would think of as equals; but she seemed the ideal companion for a modest man who had no remarkable traits such as himself. So, Adam accepted an invitation to a home cooked meal at her house for Shabbat.

Adam called Enoch to tell him about it, expecting him to talk him out of it. But Enoch was receptive to the idea. “Adam, she may not be your intellectual equal, but she obviously likes you. And, you did join the dating site to meet a wife, not to meet women for sex. I think it is charming that she wants your second date to be a Shabbat meal at her home. She sounds like the kind of woman you need who would stand beside you and share your values and ambitions and just settle down and have a family. In the end, is it not what all men want: a woman who will be a pious wife and mother happy with a husband and family?” “Yes, but she seems to have no other ambitions than those”. “And what is wrong with that? Leading a traditional family life is always how I have pictured you”. “You know Enoch, I know that it sounds sexist, but I think that a woman with traditional values is what I want. I tried the alternate and look how that turned out”. “I thought you had forgotten her entirely. But this new girl sounds like a nice catch”. “She is not a catch! She is…she is a woman who shares my values. It is like I woke up from a bad dream and there she was, another woman waiting for me. Perhaps the rest will follow”. “Adam, go to her house for Shabbat dinner and see how it works out”.

Adam went to Shabbat dinner at Chavah’s that Friday afternoon after work. She had a very nice apartment, furnished stylishly and not the suburban kitsch that he expected. She asked Adam to join her in the kitchen as she finished cooking, keeping a close eye on the time to be finished before sundown. Adam did not know what she was preparing but the kitchen smelled like culinary heaven. She set the dishes out: roast chicken, dumplings, steamed vegetables and a salad. Before dinner she lit the Shabbat candles and said the blessings. She asked Adam to say the blessings over her challah and the wine. It was beautiful and delicious. Over dinner they talked and laughed. She was beautiful and alluring. At times she was shy and at other times gregarious. After dinner she offered him coffee, tea, whatever he wanted. She sat out a platter of almond cookies and went to get the tea service. Adam accepted the tea and had a cookie. As they sat drinking tea, Chavah spoke more freely. She did not lack self-esteem as he thought. She was just a traditional woman who was following traditional etiquette. She could carry on an intelligent conversation without boring him. Chavah was not a woman who missed out on feminism. She was a woman who embraced her femininity without abandoning the things that men admired and desired in women without compromising her morals. Radical feminists may have objected to her behavior but she was not a woman for men to dominate and control. She just knew what men liked in women. As it grew late, she politely pointed out the time and suggested that perhaps it was time for him to leave. “Oh, I did not realize how late it was getting. I should be going. Thank you for a wonderful meal. Can I call you on you again?” Chavah blushed. “Of course, I would like that. Whatever you want, just give me enough warning so that I can schedule it”. “I will, and soon”. Hesitantly Adam leaned in towards her and she pulled back slightly. It had been a long time since Adam had been with a woman concerned about propriety. So he extended his hand and held her hands, so small and delicate. As he left, he realized that she just might be the kind of girl he could bring home to meet his parents.

The weeks passed as Adam and Chavah grew closer. He was jubilant when he was still spending Shabbats with Chavah well after twelve weeks had passed. He respected her traditional values and never went further than a delicate kiss. Adam took Chavah to meet his parents on Passover. Chavah took Adam to meet her parents on Shavuot. On Tu B’Av Adam proposed to Chavah and she accepted. She was a beautiful bride and they bought a house with four bedrooms, just in case. Chavah soon announced to their parents that they would soon be happy grandparents. Adam prepared a room in the house for a nursery. While he was going through a box of things from his old home, he found the amulet that the woman had sold him when he met Lilith. He showed it to Chavah who liked the charming antique. Adam hung it over the cradle. It was the last time he ever thought of Lilith.

The accompanying illustration of Lilith comes from Wiki Commons and is copyright free as the copyright has expired.
Painting by John Collier, 1892,
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