Mike Williams
Happy Thanksgiving everyone! It’s time to pig out, and then pass out. :P
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Marc Harris: Very classy, Mike.
Mike Williams: You know it! Where are you spending it?
Marc Harris: Michelle and her family are coming over.
CHAPTER 13:
Ollie called to tell me he was already in town and headed to Mike’s house. We were currently in the kitchen, preparing the Thanksgiving feast. Mrs. Williams had just put the turkey in the oven, while Mike and I were cutting up vegetables. The smell of pumpkin soup wafted through the air. It was going to be just us four because Mr. Williams and Mike’s other siblings were stranded in New York because of a storm. That did not stop Mrs. Williams from cooking up a storm.
“Mom, do we really need to cook so much food?”
I was focused on the vegetables I was cutting, but I did see Mrs. Williams hit Mike on the head with a wooden spoon. I tried to hold back my laughter.
“Ouch, what was that for?”
“Today’s Thanksgiving, so we have to have a feast. It’s tradition, especially in this family.”
“But Dad, Dale, and the twins won’t be here. It’s just you, me, Caleb, and Ollie. We can’t eat this much food.”
“Excuse me, have you seen yourself eat? I feed you, so I know how much you need to stuff your face with,” Mrs. Williams said as she rummaged through the pantry. We heard a knock coming from the front door. “Caleb, honey, could you get that? It must be Oliver.”
Without another word, I dropped what I was holding and headed for the door. The excitement coursed through me. Ollie had been busy since he was last here. We had trouble finding the time to talk. I opened the door and was met with three people instead of just one person.
“Hey Leb, Happy Thanksgiving,” Dean said. He had a pink cake box in his hands.
“Dean, I didn’t know you were coming over.”
“Well, Mrs. Williams wanted to have us over as a surprise,” he said. “Can we come in?”
I did not realize I was standing in the doorway. “Oh, yes, come in.”
“Leb, this is my mom and dad,” he said as he walked in. Dean’s mother walked in and gave me a quick hug. Her eyes were strong and expressive like Dean’s. They were a deep brown color. She was a little shorter than Dean, who was around my height. I could see where Dean got his hair.
“Caleb, I’ve heard so much about you.”
“I hope they’re all good things, Mrs. Baker.”
“They are,” she said. “I admire your strength.”
“Thank you,” I said as she smiled and walked towards the kitchen. I felt a strong hand clamp onto my shoulder. It made me jump a little. It was a reflex I gained from the occasional beatings and bullying. Instead of a hostile glare and a furious face, I was met with a familiar smile. One look at Dean’s father and I knew where he got his looks from. The crinkle in his eyes and the mesmerizing smile were the two things Dean and his father had.
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