I was concerned when Lucian came home and went straight upstairs to clean up. Grant followed silently, only addressing me with a nod.
The leaf had been added so the table was longer. I used our good linens to cover the table and for napkins. It looked like Thanksgiving dinner. In some ways this might be our last Thanksgiving dinner together. The fight will happen before Thanksgiving and the Moon Goddess hasn’t guaranteed us a victory without any losses. Just the thought of that made me tear up.
Mom showed up next with dad and the main course.
“Mom! That is so much food! Oh my goodness, thank you. This must have taken you all day.”
My dad wheeled himself over to the table and placed the giant turkey with Grant’s help. He had come out of his room without a shirt on, a towel drying his ha
