Books About Thanksgiving For Adults Novels & Stories

she chuckles, reminding me of tomorrow. Thanksgiving is the day when families reunite. The day when you have to sit down and act as if everything is perfect in life. The day you to suck up your hatred towards the world and everyone you dislike and be thankful. Thanksgiving for my family means a huge get together where all their coworkers and friends flood our house, bringing store-bought pumpkin pies and fruitcakes. Oh, and let's not forget the endless bottles of cheap wine.

For a moment, I let my mind wander away to when I was still a little kid and thanksgiving meant a lot to me. It used to feel like magic, the smell of sweet potatoes and my mother’s cornbread stuffing filling the different corners, I would play hide and seek with my cousins while my uncles, aunts and mother gathered in the living room to discuss about some stuffs that were termed boring to me back in the days. But now, thanksgiving doesn’t mean a damn thing to me.

Karina: The smell of roasting turkey and freshly baked pies wafted through the house as I paced in the kitchen, adjusting the final touches to the Thanksgiving spread. The large, open-concept living room was filled with warmth—literally and figuratively. The fire crackled in the stone fireplace, and outside, the last bits of autumn leaves were falling from the trees, as though the world itself was preparing for the holiday.

The Swift house is worthy to be called a beautiful mansion. It is Thanksgiving! A day set aside for people to give thanks for what they have. Families and friends get together for a meal which traditionally includes a roast turkey, stuffing potatoes, vegetables, cranberry sauce, gravy and pumpkin pie. Meagan could hear different voices as they approached the large dinning area. She knew today’s lunch and discussion would be centered around her. And she had prayed that Aunt Julia shouldn’t make it to Thanksgiving today.