She had heard the envious tone from me and I flushed. I think they went over the top because of that, you know, to distract me.”Īmanda frowned at me. “It always made me forget about my own parents. We start then, cook all day, snack for lunch, and then there’s this grandiose dinner in the evening.” Her tone turned wistful.
“Ever since my parents died, it’s always been at Noah’s house on the afternoon of Thanksgiving. No wonder Noah got all huffy and stormed out when he suggested that we head here and go to his family’s for lunch tomorrow.” She offered me up an apologetic half-grin.
“I’m a selfish twat, aren’t I? I didn’t even think.” She turned and grabbed Amanda’s hand, pulling her over so all three of us were holding hands. She gaped at me and then her shoulders fell down in a sudden swoop. I didn’t think about how it might be interrupting your other plans.” Carter asked me what I wanted for Thanksgiving and this is what you said. I tried not to take Theresa’s words to heart, but it was hard. She gave me a grin and mouthed, “I’m sorry.” I’ve always spent Thanksgiving with Noah and his family.”Īmanda was right behind her. “The guys are making the turkey.” Theresa swept into my bedroom with her eyebrows raised high and a hand pressed to her chest. (set between Carter Reed and Carter Reed 2)
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