![]() Maybe that’s why he was absolutely determined to change the narrative. Thanksgiving with his family was not dissimilar. Sitting around the table with people whose expectations I could never meet, listening to how I could be a better son/brother/family member, year after year. “Never been a fan of Thanksgiving, to be honest. “Babe, who pissed in your cornflakes this morning? You seem to be in a really foul mood.” He could be critical and cranky about things but he’d been overwhelmingly negative since he suggested that they have people over for the holiday. Lucius looked up from the computer and examined the other man’s face. Don’t know why you’re being so formal about it.” What do you want me to call it? A fire pit gathering?” “Not really a bonfire, is it?” he challenged. Pete looked over Lucius’s shoulder as he put the evite together. You are cordially invited to a Thanksgiving Dessert and Bonfire Gathering
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