[Free Download: Your Holiday Survival Kit]“Only my second and no more today.”There’s a beat as she looks at me. Has she been counting?
She turns to the stove.“I’ll start taking things out,” she says.“Everything but the gravy,” I say, “that’ll go out with the potatoes.”Margaret heads into the dining room with string beans and sausage stuffing as I start the mixer, pour the butter and milk into the potatoes.
As soon as the kitchen door swings closed behind Margaret, I pour more gin into my glass. Okay, maybe it was more like three.
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