365 Days of Drabbles, Day 203
For Mmegaera: “Rabbits”
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He looked at the rabbit roasting on the spit over the fire. “Somehow this doesn't seem like Thanksgiving.”
“Well there are a certain lack of wild turkeys in the Australian outback.”
“Or cranberries.”
“Very true.”
“Mashed potatoes?”
“We've got desert yams.”
“Not quite the same thing.”
“Stuffing?”
There was a distant crumpscreeee. They turned in that direction, to see the moon rising over the mesa.
“I think stuffing is be avoided.”
“Especially if it turns out to be us?”
“Exactly.”
Thanksgiving dinner turned out to be a short affair that year.
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He looked at the rabbit roasting on the spit over the fire. “Somehow this doesn't seem like Thanksgiving.”
“Well there are a certain lack of wild turkeys in the Australian outback.”
“Or cranberries.”
“Very true.”
“Mashed potatoes?”
“We've got desert yams.”
“Not quite the same thing.”
“Stuffing?”
There was a distant crumpscreeee. They turned in that direction, to see the moon rising over the mesa.
“I think stuffing is be avoided.”
“Especially if it turns out to be us?”
“Exactly.”
Thanksgiving dinner turned out to be a short affair that year.