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     There was a blackout in my parents’ neighborhood so we shifted gears and moved Thanksgiving dinner to my sister’s house. She had AJ create placemats out of construction paper and they were on the table when we arrived.

     He drew each of us our own robot pilgrim. They were pretty cool. Mine wore glasses. He was running from a turkey shooting lasers out of its eyes. Dad’s pilgrim sat in front of the TV. My sister’s held a bottle of wine.

     Turkey wasn’t an option, so we made brunch. Mom whipped up pancakes, eggs, and spaghetti.

     “AJ only likes my pancakes,” my sister warned her.

     “He’ll eat these,” my mother said. “Besides, two of us can’t be...

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