From Ben-oni to Benjamin

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Prologue

The brothers raced over the desert sands, Joseph in front as usual with Benjamin not far behind. "You beat me as always, Joseph." Benjamin panted as they slid to a stop.

"I'm older. Of course I always win."

"Joseph! Come here!"

"Yes, Father!" Joseph turned back to Benjamin. "I will be back in a minute."

"I am coming with you."

Joseph shrugged. "All right." The two walked back to the tent, where their father said to Joseph, "Are not your brothers pasturing the flock in Shechem? Come, I will send you to them."

"I will go." Joseph replied. Then he turned to Benjamin. "Stay safe while I am gone, little brother, okay?"

Benjamin grinned. "Okay." Joseph hugged his father and his brother before turning and walking toward Shechem. Benjamin waved at his 17-year-old brother until he disappeared from view. Little did either know that that was the last time they would see each other for 22 years.