The day was going along at a lovely pace. The turkey was done and then onto the pumpkin pie which had just the right amount of spices, and a huge topping of whip cream to finish it off with. People were still gathered about the diningroom table, and others were lined up against the kitchen sink doing dish details.
From down the hall came a shreik "we're leaving!"
Then some crying and balling.
The mother screached down the stairwell for second child to get his shoes, then she turned to hiss at the diningroom table husband to fetch the keys. Then she marched back to hiss at the second child again to hurry up, which was about 15 seconds from the first shriek. A shuffle of children, shoes and coats, and then the front door slammed.
The sister and her troup were gone.
Leave it to her to spice up the night.
1 comment:
It's Thanksgiving time in Canada; I guess I'm a little late. It always seems weird to read about people celebrating the holiday in Canada over a month before we have ours. Hope you had lots of good food!
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