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Thanks

My Thanksgiving was a fantastic, mouth-watering triumph. My grandmother beamed as she ate all the traditional dishes. My father finally dragged himself from the couch and joined us in celebration. After shopping, cooking, preparing, picking up my grandma, and taking her back home again, I was worn out! On the drive back to my mother's house, my grandmother remarked that surely my dad would clean up after dinner. I replied with a determined yes - I knew it would still be a mess when I returned.













































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