This morning we woke up to a cold, crisp early winter day. It is quiet in the coffee shop; none of the regulars are here.
I enjoyed going to my Dad’s house for Thanksgiving. There was no drama and I enjoyed talking with everyone.
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Those are the dinners that are very very nice. We're expecting 16 people or so at mom's next Thursday. My brothers don't always get along and my sister and I always sneak out for smokes.
And then there's mother in her chair, dictating to us all and we bow... oh how we bow.
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