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27: The Cold Turkey
TAYA's POV :
Something weird was happening.
Everything was fine and dandy before, but as soon as Judah stepped into the dining room, the air in the room was filled with this thick tension. Suddenly I didn’t know what to do with myself. It was getting so uncomfortable, I couldn't look him in the eye as he walked over to me and sat next to me at the dining table.
How can one simple kiss turn the whole day upside down like this?
So here we were on Thanksgiving, my whole family, Judah, and I sat around the table as this mouthwatering feast was laid out before us. We had everything from Ryder's favorite spam musubi, to my mom's famous green bean casserole, and my homemade rice balls. And of course, we had turkey and a pie.
"Shall we say grace?" Uncle Peter spoke up finally, breaking off the deadly silence.
We all nodded in agreement
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