On Wednesday all of our family was arriving for Thanksgiving. We didn’t normally all get together for Thanksgiving, but after the fight that Mom and Dad had had with Rex when he was visiting over the Summer, they decided that they wanted to try to make a special effort to get the whole family back together and talking again. Read the rest of the story »
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