Chapter 142 Awry Thanksgiving:>5
- "Two days ago," she said, staring down at the table. No one needed to ask what she meant. Becky took another big swallow of scotch.
- "How was it?" Sierra asked. That girl was going for trouble. I was about to argue that her question wasn't on the card, but my wife answered before I could.
- "Eh," Becky said with a shrug.