It is 3:59 p.m. on February 18, about an hour after my scheduled interview with Sara Netanyahu was supposed to begin. I call my husband: “I’m seriously considering leaving.” He advises patience.
I am sitting in the office that once belonged to former house manager Meni Naftali, who is suing the Netanyahus for NIS 1 million – claiming he was insulted, treated unfairly, yada yada yada.
There are piles of plastic bags stuffed with unidentifiable material, a randomly placed iron, an unhappy plant, a round top to something or other, and a half-eaten bar of Elite chocolate. I’m thinking: If this is the way Naftali left it, the Netanyahus should be suing him.