Torn - Part Three (The Torn Series) - Plot & Excerpts
These fucking pies of yours are burning!” They weren’t. My mother was just in a mood. She was nervous about the meal, about my father and her brother clashing, about having so many people in the house, about everything. Why she insisted on hosting the holidays when she so clearly hated it was beyond my understanding. We could have met at another relative’s home. Hell, we could have skipped them entirely and Katherine and I would have been downright relieved. But this was Thanksgiving every year. Turkey, pies, screaming. I scrambled to get the pie out of the oven while my mother watched. “Strawberry rhubarb!” I announced, placing the steaming hot dessert on the stovetop. I retrieved my second pie from the fridge and slipped it in to the oven for its own turn. “Pumpkin!” I announced to no one in particular. My mother remained unimpressed by my enthusiastic baking, but my father would be happy. Both pies were cooling on the windowsill when he arrived two hours later.
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