1956: A Kennedy Story

Chapter 122

November 22, 1956 Thanksgiving

Jackie awoke, mind you four hours after her morning sickness, and smelled the air, it just smelled... like thanksgiving... you know?

She turned to her side and saw Jack was gone, huh, he usually wasn't an early bird. Bella was also gone, Jackie shrugged but grinned and got out of bed.

She got into her clothes and wondered as she put them on, her due date was two days ago which meant the baby could come at any time, any time today even.

She gulped and fidgeted with a button, not being able to fasten it because her hand was shaking.

She shook her head and fastened it before she went downstairs, perhaps she'd consult Jack about it.

She came downstairs, it was 8:00, and she smelt the delicious scent of breakfast.

From her expierience breakfast, lunch and dinner on Thanksgiving at the Kennedy residence all tasted equally wonderful... dessert tasted better then all of them though.

She sighed dreamily just thinking about it...

Rose insisted every year she'd take care of dessert and she never failed. Breakfast, lunch and dinner all had dessert.

But for now... breakfast. Yum.

Thanksgiving Dinner 8:00PM

Jack smelled it before she tasted it... chocalate pudding. His mother's argueably best dish.

As he scooped some of the choclatey goodness onto his plate he smiled at his wife who was next to him and smiling politely yet demandingly for the pudding.

Jack taunted her for a moment, and slowly took a tiny bit out of the bowl and placed it on his plate and did this for five minutes.

Everyones gaze was focused on him in hunger, he shook his head, his family was like dogs, even Bella looked ready to kill her father.

Jackie was glaring at him so Jack said,"Done." to the silence and passed on the pudding to Jackie who took out a giant gloop before passing it on.

Jack leaned over and whispered to his wife,"I bet you I can finish it first."
"Not a chance Jack." Jackie whispered back.

"On three?" he asked.

"On three." she replied.

"One." he whispered.

"Two." she whispered.

"THREE!" Jack yelled, and the two attacked the choclate pudding with vigor, Jack felt some go up his nose and snorted.

Jackie somehow managed to get some in her hair, in the end Jackie won and smiled triumphantly at her husband as the whole table laughed, Bella giggling herself.

"Funna." she said.

Jack stuck his tongue out at her but then said,"You won Jackie, this time."