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Thanksgiving Day: A Fictional Narrative

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Thanksgiving, the one day out of the year where you’re supposed to drop everything you do, gather around family and give thanks for all the kindness, joy and peace you’ve received so far in your life. And I’m thankful for having the opportunity to laze around the house all day and not be bother by no…
Ring! Ring! Ring!
I might have spoken too soon.
“What do you, Fatty?” I groaned as I answered the phone. “And before you answer let me tell you it’s a holiday and I don’t feel like getting involved with your shenanigans.”
“But the holiday is the exact reason why I’m calling you,” she happily chirped. “And my so-called shenanigans be fun and adventurous, so I know what you’re saying isn’t true, but that’s beside the point.”
“And what’s the point?” …show more content…

I even asked my mom and she said she would love to have you come, unless…” Her end of the line suddenly went quiet, which irritated me because she was dragging this out longer than it had to be.
“Unless?”
“Unless you have other plans for the day. Like spending time with your own family, which is totally understandable.”
Spending time with my own family? What family do I have? I did have my own plans for the day, very important ones at that, but since she went out of her way, and probably told everyone she would convince me to come, I guess I could go.
“What time should I be there?” I sighed.
She let out a small shriek of excitement before calming down and putting on a more playful, serious voice. “Dinner will be ready at three o’clock.” Why does Thanksgiving dinner always have to be early in the afternoon? “Don’t be late,

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