Myles Eight Years Ago
I had spent the holidays with my parents, but it was never really the grand thing you saw on TV. It was usually just the three of us. Not that I minded. I never really thought much about it. However this Thanksgiving Bea asked if I wanted to spend it with her mom, aunt, and her. I wasn’t sure if my parents would be upset, but they were fine about it. My mom said she’d miss me but she understood. Plus, she was a little happy that she wouldn’t need to cook such a big turkey.
I made a green bean casserole that my mom helped me with, and took it over to Bea’s house. She opened the door for me and I remember I couldn’t help but smile at how gorgeous she looked. She had her hair pulled back into a neat braid, and her makeup was done perfectly. She had on a burnt orange d
