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Thanks for the memories, they'll always hold a place, In the depths of my heart, they'll forever embrace. Each moment cherished, a treasure to behold, A tapestry of joy, woven with stories untold. So grateful, for the memories, worth more than gold.
As Amory sat on the couch, she saw Meredith sneak down the stairs. It was thanksgiving morning and all interns were supposed to help Izzie cook dinner.
"You're sneaking out!" The short girl accused the dirty blonde.
"I... Okay, yes, please don't tell Izzie." The girl pleaded.
Just then, the former model stopped her. "Hey, What do you think you're doing?"
"I am..." Once the doorbell rang, Meredith used it as an excuse. "Answering the door."
Looking at the woman's bad, Izzie realized. "You're going to the hospital?" Amory got up from the couch and put her book down, which she started reading earlier this week, ready to go answer the door. "Meredith, everyone is supposed to be in the kitchen by 9 am to help me make dinner. It's Thanksgiving!" She complained, Amory opened the door with a confused look, as she found three strangers staring at her.
"Is this where Georgie lives?" The older man asked.
"Georgie? O'Malley?" The short girl asked, at the man's nod she answered. "Yes, he must be upstairs."
After she said that the men barfed past her, chanting out loud. "O'Malley! O-Ma-alley!" They made their way upstairs as Amory looked at them in confusion.
"Should we call the police?" Izzie joked.
Taking the opportunity to leave, Meredith sneaks out and, at the sound of the door closing, the girls turn around. "Meredith! I'm serious, you need to be back here for dinner at six, I mean it!"
"Was that... his brothers and father?" The short girl tilted her head, bolting up the stairs to go find George.
"Um, hi!" She entered the room, the men still chanting.
"Amy! This is, well, my father and my brothers..." He mumbled.
"Amy? As in Amory?" The men turned around to greet her. "As in Georgie's Amory?"
"Yes, hi, that must be me." The short girl extended her hand to the man. When he took her in for a hus, she tried to back away but was too late and eventually hugged him back.
"Oh, you're Amy!" One of his brothers pointed out.
"How did you get her, Georgie?" The other sibling teased as the male intern shot him an uncomfortable glare.
"So, you see busy, I'll just leave you to..." The girl asked, still confused.
"Shoot and kill a helpless slow-moving turkey, isn't that great?" Her boyfriend answered with sarcasm as her eyes widened slightly.
