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Write a story about a family dinner that involves some kind of reconciliation.

Posted in Nonfiction on Oct 26, 2022

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✍️ 30 stories

Unforgiven

Submitted to Contest #17

Two days before Thanksgiving and Gypsy McConnell has everything under control. At least she thought. She's the world's best cook, to her family. And those grandbabies of hers, can't wait to dig into their Grand Gyp's cooking. And nobody makes sweet potato pies quite as Gypsy. In fact, she has her famous sweet potato pies on display for the Thanksgiving Fair every year, along with a variety of yummy treats. To sweeten the deal, she's won the Thanksgiving Fair cooking contest three years in a row, she's hoping to strike lightning for a fourth ...

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Dear Pa’ and meat mash Turkey

Shortlisted for Contest #17 ⭐️

Dear Pa’, Rations are running low during these colder wetter months, monsoon season they call it. More like hell season, if the cold didn’t get ya’ then the trench foot did. Watched my boy Elli’s foot swell up something fierce and pop like a water balloon. His screams brought us under fire that night. He didn’t last til morning. We couldn’t bury him, but I managed to say a little prayer, hopefully God heard me. Captain Hargreaves managed to get us up and out of the wetter parts of the jungle, but the cover was worse and we spent a week hopin...

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A Calistro Thanksgiving

Submitted to Contest #17

With the jams of Oasis playing in the back, I snuggled contently in my weighted blanket. Thanksgiving was going accordingly. Tucking my knees to my chest, I placed my sketchbook in between that area where my belly fat rolls in on itself. Fortunately, Disney Studios didn’t need any sketches until next week. But still, I was prepared for a spark of inspiration to strike me.  Opposite to me was Todd Richard, my roommate. Even though it was a holiday, Todd was frantically working at the kitchen table. Todd works in accounting for an upstart...

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Thanksgiving Tears

Submitted to Contest #17

My head pounded as I stared at the destruction that laid in front of me. The smoke and smell of burning flesh made tears start to well up in my eyes. The fire alarm was screeching.“Oh, wow.” The sound of my husband entering our kitchen was the final straw, the tears started to fall.“I don’t know what happened!” I sobbed, “The turkey caught on fire! Everyone is supposed to be here in a few hours, but everything is destroyed!”“Take a deep breath.” Cole advised, as he wrapped his arm around me and surveyed the mess. “We have time. We can f...

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Fifty Nine Hudson Street

Submitted to Contest #17

Hudson Street was a quiet and cosy street on the day that Steve found himself stood outside number Fifty Nine which was his parents' house and that was where he had found himself for the first time in years, feeling anxious and reluctant to go inside. He looked around and noticed that all seemed calm and nobody seemed to be around. The sky was blue with a friendly cluster of fluffy white clouds. He couldn’t remember ever seen such a calm and perfect day ever when he had been living there. All he could recall was rain, commotion and more rain...

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Thanksgiving 2121

Submitted to Contest #17

[All 5 prompts included!] “I know I’m early, but sis-in-law duties compel me to help organize. Al, is the replicator working?" “Yes, Sheila. It’s upgrading now. MAT-REPLICATOR, you will accept commands when addressed as MR (mirr). Acknowledge.” Ack-knowl-edg-ed. Time-r in-di-cates TD prep-ar-a-tion due to start now. Shall I print chairs and table for ten first? “Yes. Do you have sufficient recycle materiel from breakfast?” Neg-a-tive for the com-plete sett-ings and meal. Sug-gest adding shoes, old cloth-ing and towels to re-cycle chute an...

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Night of a blue moon

Submitted to Contest #17

Freedom is a great gift, one many so often treats as dung. Freedom always comes at a great price, something we sometimes truly realize when it has been taken from us. Life has a way of bringing us into tight corners and sometimes that causes us to do some things we never thought we could do. Some in my stead would blame their father's or someone else for getting here or for making the decisions I made in life. I was like that once, but after some years I've dropped that mindset. Mostly because my son didn't turn out as I did and also many ot...

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Crowded Solitude

Submitted to Contest #17

The last box unpacked. He displayed the last toy on a storage box he’d flipped over for a table and plopped on the chaise lounge in his living room. “Finally, peace.”A woman’s scream — a gunshot. Miles leaped out of the chaise lounge and cracked the curtains open. People laughing and splashing in the swimming pool of the Purple Pelican Apartments. A soft tap on the front door snapped him away from the curtain. He inched the door open and found a woman in her thirties balancing a covered dish. “Happy Thanksgiving, neighbor, I’m Cassandra, but...

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Free and Home at Last

Submitted to Contest #17

Dear Diary, Today marks day 1098 since I had come out as transgender to my mother and father. While it didn’t go as I planned, I was happy that they decided to invite me home for the holidays. It means a lot to me that they still see me as their child. I am not their daughter anymore, but their son. I hope they can see that now. It took so long for me to accept this fact for myself, so I knew that it wasn’t going to be the easiest thing for them. But did it excuse them for kicking me  out of the house? No. Did it excuse them for calling...

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Through the Kitchen Window

Submitted to Contest #17

               The equipment was not old. It was, in fact, brand new just five or six years ago. The slide, although bleached from the sun, was sturdy and free of cracks. The swing set chains were not rusted nor pitted, but the ruts underneath from little feet were deep and there was water filling them. The grass had been cut at least somewhat recently. Mike took all of this in as he sat watching his little boy play. This was the same par...

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Rewind

Submitted to Contest #17

The dinner was perfectly pitched. When you’re a professional cook, there’s an important balance to strike for Thanksgiving, making it clear that this is a family meal prepared with more love than professionalism.Juliette was quite capable of making a restaurant-ready meal. It was, after all, her job, her career, her vocation. But she was more than a chef, and the wife and mother in her knew that polishing this experience too far would draw attention to the food and not the gathering. As she bustled from kitchen to table and back again with c...

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Clementine Thanksgiving

Submitted to Contest #17

Hindsight 20/20, there's no one to point a finger at or blame anymore and the entire incident was childish. Truth is though, there were many immature scenarios that that happened over the years and I can't count them all. Sometimes life throws a bunch of lemons around and no one can do a juggling act.If anything, the lemons are in bad taste when there are allergies involved and, let's face it, not everyone in this world likes lemon aid. I can't name a single person in my family that will drink the stuff. I, for one, don't even like lemon pie...

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Homecoming

Submitted to Contest #17

The last time Gabriel Santos was outside his childhood home, he was walking away in disbelief; his father’s angry and hurtful words following him. His mother had been dead for three days. Three whole days, and Gabriel had been overwhelmed with grief and hurting badly. His friend Percy had come over to see how he was doing. Percy who was the closest friend to Gabriel had been worried, knowing how connected Gabriel and his mom were. They had sat huddled together on Gabriel’s bed. Percy holding Gabriel close, and Gabriel sobbing into Percy...

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Healing

Submitted to Contest #17

Two days passed and neither my friends or Peter reached out to me. That's when I decided to do something to fix my life instead of waiting for someone else to do it for me. Only I could sort myself out. Waiting for Rick and Skyler's signal had just been an excuse for me not to tackle the true issue. So, I called my mom and asked if I could come over. She agreed and told me to bring Peter also since she hadn't been able to reach him since they last talked. I didn't want to tell her what happened over the phone so I agreed and focused on not t...

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Merriment and Meagre

Submitted to Contest #17

‘Tell me Dad, what was it like?’Rob was in his forties, still trim with a youthful look, but wishing he was somewhere else, anywhere than where he was. How did you tell a ten-year old he and Mom were no longer friends?‘Life was different when I was your age,’ he smiled tenderly at him and wondered how he had been so lucky to have such a great kid to share fun times with. Those times were all too scarce, but he always loved to share the time that he had with Mark.‘Like how?’ Mark propped up in bed with expectation of an answer. It was well pa...

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