Nov 24, 2005 10:40
He had never understood the American custom of Thanksgiving. After all, how could one be proud of an event that eventually culminated in the genocide of entire peoples?
But no matter. He looked over to where Remus kept his arm wrapped firmly around him, a soft smile on his face.
A smile came over his own. He didn't need a day in which to give thanks. He gave thanks for each day he had to spend with his beloved.