Two months ago when my mom called to say Rhys was coming home for Thanksgiving I'd said great, cool, can't wait in the most convincing voice I owned and then sat on my dorm room floor for twenty minutes doing absolutely nothing.A year.Three hundred and sixty five days of distance and silence and pretending that what happened last Thanksgiving was some kind of fever dream I'd successfully moved past.I had not successfully moved past it. I pulled into the driveway at 4pm. His car was already there. Rhys was always early in everything. You could say, he was the responsible and punctual one.I sat in my car for longer than necessary.You're fine. It was a year ago. You're both adults. You made a promise and you kept it and this is just Thanksgiving. He probably would have moved on and forgot it happened.I grabbed my bag and went inside.Mom was in the kitchen. David was setting the table. Everything smelled like roasted turkey and cinnamon and the warmth of a house."Eli!" Mom pulled
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