How was your Thanksgiving, everyone? Mine was splendid. My little sister Alicia prepared the entire Thanksgiving meal because she is made of magic and not the sea monkeys, beet juice, and cow patties I’d always thought she was made of when I was ten. At some point, pleasantly bloated, post-feast, we all sat down, and the words that should not be spoken fled en masse from my mouth. All of them.
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