It Couldn't Be More Beautiful
Merrill Feitell
It is Thanksgiving, the great day of dinner, of Dockers and dress shirts and marshmallow-sweetened squash. This year we are forgoing our standard slow graze on the home front to spend the day with my sister and her boyfriends family, meeting them for the first time—on this, a National Holiday. The whole situation has got my parents up in arms. My mother likes to do the cooking herself, and my father has been ranting about the traffic the whole way out to Long Island. I know the truth is that my sister is only home from college for the weekend and my parents would rather we have Carly all to ourselves.
Help me out on this one, Ellie, she instructed me over the phone. Im having a hard time getting Mom and Dad to say yes. What you should tell them is that if they dont participate in my life, its entirely possible theyll just get left behind.
Help me out on this one, Ellie, she instructed me over the phone. Im having a hard time getting Mom and Dad to say yes. What you should tell them is that if they dont participate in my life, its entirely possible theyll just get left behind.


