but not this time. we three kids had endured a lot that year and our thanksgiving consisted of what the three of us could put together while my dad worked overtime to avoid bankruptcy, which eventually won him. that night we walked to the park across the street from our house. we each took a swing on the swingset, swung with the breeze of the cool night air, said a prayer of gratitude, and gazed up to the starry sky together.
you don't need turkey for Thanksgiving.
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