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A Strange Thanksgiving 13-04

From romance woes to Formorians, who really aren’t depicted in a positive light whenever I’ve heard of them.

Heretical Edge

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Please note, there was a special commissioned mini-interlude focusing on Sean posted yesterday. If you haven’t read it yet, you may want to click that Previous Chapter link first.  

“You know, I was iffy on the whole ‘Thanksgiving at a restaurant’ thing,” Columbus announced later that evening as we all emerged from the buffet. “It just sounded wrong. But you know what? Eating like that and coming out of there without any dishes to clean up? Yeah, I think I’m on board now.”

“See? Dad and I know where it’s at.” I nudged my father. “All of the muss, none of the fuss. Or maybe the other way around… Anyway, how many pieces of their pecan pie did you put away this year?”

Dad’s response was a slight groan while his head shook. “Too many. Entirely too many. Why do you let me do that?” he lamented…

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