(a Short Thanksgiving Story)
“Jesse and Nicole have decided to be vegans this year.”
“You want more coffee Mom?” Adam poured himself more then topped off his mother’s mug before she answered.
“Thanks. You know, every year it is something different with them. I’m kind of glad your brother isn’t coming for Thanksgiving this year. I love them but remember last year?”
Adam remembered. Jessie and Nicole were on a juice cleanse. They hadn’t consumed anything but juice for the past six days. Nichole had spent most of the day in the bathroom. Mom sent them home with a care package of smoked turkey, all of the fixings, and a couple of bottles of wine.
Thanksgiving 2019 was a big one. Mom and Dad had put out extra tables, ordered extra folding chairs, and had twenty people over. Aside from juice induced stomach problems it was a good time for everyone.
“Adam, remember that pumpkin, wheat grass, and prune juice mix they brought?”
“Oh Mom that was so vile. I can’t believe they drank it.” They both laughed.
“Hey Mom,” said Adam. “Why don’t you and Dad come up to the cabin? I need to be there Monday anyway. You can stay until Sunday or even Monday morning if you want. We got snow last week so we can even build a snowman or a snow turkey. We can bring all the food up.”
“Will Brandy be there?”
Brandy was Adam’s girlfriend. “Of course. Do I need to fix anything special, you know, for you and Brandy?”
“No, we eat the same things we always have.”
Adam’s mom put down her coffee cup and gave her son a hug. “I know honey. I was just asking. You know I worry about you.”
“You don’t need to worry.”
“But I do. Every full moon I worry about some crazy hunter or just a crazy person shooting you.”
“It isn’t going to happen.”
“I know you’re careful, but when you’re a mom, and your son and his girlfriend are Werewolves you worry.”
“You know we didn’t choose this.”
“I know baby. I know.” Adam’s mom smiled and kissed his cheek. “But you know Adam, it could be worse.”
“You could be on a juice cleanse.”