A Jewish Girl in Paris: a book review by Rabbi Jeffrey Cohen It is now over 75 years since the end of the Shoah and World War II. One wonders how many more novels have yet to emerge. This is one of the better ones. Imagine being summoned to your father’s death bed. It is 1982 and you are in Montreal. He extracts from you a promise to find a half-sister, Judith, you knew nothing about. You have been raised as an only child to discover that there is a sibling who was born before. For another 25 years, Jacobina...