He'd always been curious as to what Thanksgiving was like.
If it was as warm and cheery as the movies made it out to be.
Was the Turkey really so large?
Was there really so much food that there were actually leftovers?
Did everyone actually smile and have a good time?
Cautiously he peered around the corner, into the kitchen. Little fingers gripping the wood as his stomach growled. He swallowed, trying to keep himself from drooling at all the food he could see laid out before him.
His first Thanksgiving with a real family. His first time being included in a group. He pulled back slowly, hugging himself as he leaned against the wall. He shivered with anticipation. Food. Family. Love. Everything he craved. And now everything he had. He couldn't wait. Couldn't wait to partake in this tradition. He smiled. For once. Everything was going his way.
-Inspiration from the Holiday
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