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The start of Thanksgiving break means no school but extra basketball
practice. I don’t mind; I’m so amped at the prospect of destroying
Candlehawk in a few weeks—especially after Tally sees me with Irene this
weekend—that I practice harder than ever, getting to the gym earlier and
staying later than my teammates.
Daphne and I spend our downtime in the beginning of the week
watching movies. Thora joins us as often as she can, but The Chimney is
busier than usual with the holiday, so she’s swamped with shifts. On one of
the mornings she has off, the three of us drive to the Chuck Munny to catch
a double feature of Clueless and Never Been Kissed. When we leave the
theater, I have a text from Irene.
Irene Abraham: Planning my outfit for the party. Wearing red. Do not
match me.
I can’t help but laugh.
On Thanksgiving Day, we feast on our usual turkey, stuffing, and
cranberries. Thora brings leftover mead from the restaurant and my parents
actually let me try some. Daphne sulks and takes extra helpings of pumpkin
pie.
“This blows,” Daphne says, stabbing her fork into her pie.
“Don’t say that word,” Mom says.
Thora takes advantage of the distraction to sneak bits of turkey to
Pickles and BooBoo. Dad totally notices but pretends not to. After we finish
the dishes, we flop on the couches and watch a quiet show about Alaskan
fishermen. It’s perfect.