My Family Toasted

with her husband and twins.

Raj brought samosas because, as he said, “Turkey needs help.”

Aunt Carol arrived with peppermint schnapps and gossip.

We ate too much.

We laughed loudly.

No one made a speech designed to wound.

At one point, I stood in the kitchen, watching people pass plates around my table, and felt something unfamiliar settle in my chest.

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