A Thanksgiving to Remember

By Margaret Noel

Looking around the great hall Mary smiled fondly at the assembledgroup. They were gathered for their Thanksgiving feast. In front ofeach person was a dish they had personally selected for theoccasion.

Rising to her feet she addressed the group. " I am so glad wecould all be together for this joyous occasion, tunnel dwellers andhelper's alike. I think it would be nice if we now went around thetable and had each person tell us what dish they selected andwhy."

Looking to the head of the table she continued "Father why don'twe start with you"

Clearing his throat, Father looked a little uncomfortable, butreplied never the less. " I am aware that you brought salsa becauseyou know how much I enjoy it. Knowing this I have a spicy enchiladaand it's been years since I've had anything spicy. I would love todip it in your salsa."

Mary blushed, as several of the tunnel teens snickered. Fatherquickly sat down.

Regaining her composure, Mary quickly continued "Vincent perhapsyou should tell us what you brought."

"Polish sausage" he replied "The kind that is well aged andstiff"

Hearing his answer Catherine, who was seated next to him, giggled.Taking in Mary's shocked expression Catherine spoke. Looking atVincent she held up one of the two bowls before her. "I was hopingyou might like to dip your sausage in my hot sauce and maybe afteryou would like some chocolate fondue, after all, everything tastesbetter dipped in chocolate."

And so it went. It seemed everyone had a double meaning in his orher menu. Even Jamie had offered crackers to Mouse if he would lether nibble on his cheese. In a desperate attempt to stop the downward spiral of the dinner Mary frantically fanned herself as shelooked around to find someone whose dish could not be construed asanything other then food.

"WILLIAM!" Mary exclaimed, relief clearly written on her face."That is a very fancy platter. What have you prepared for us?"

With a flourish he removed the lid. "Roast Raccoon!" he announcedwith delight. Looking pointedly at Mouse he continued, "I warned youwhat would happen if you didn't keep that thieving varmint out of mykitchen."

Mary fainted.

The end