Christmas Has Changed
She chewed her mashed potatoes, taking small portions as some slipped off her fork onto her untouched turkey slices. She repeated these steps until all the mashed potatoes were gone and a space on the left side of her plate remained. Next, she tackled the turkey. When she was done, she carefully placed her fork…
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The gentle hum of the jet engines, against the clutter and chatter in the kitchen, two rows behind me, took a little getting used to. Gladys, a mature stewardess with a condescending glare, interrupted me for the third time in the last hour. I pretended to ignore her by refusing to remove my headphones, taunting…
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Aaron Blackwood 