Thanksgiving
Thanksgiving morning you came downstairs to find your girlfriend Alex helping your stepmom Evelyn decorate the dining room. The two were laughing and chatting away like hyennes, their eyes sparkeling. “Welll yah, iss helped me ged inna holiday spirit,” Alex slurred. Evelyn nodded, or at least you thought she nodded in agreement, though the way her whole body swayed, it was hard to tell. “Ssangs sweetie. I nowe isssa bit lade, bud im juzz nod ready fer chrissmas yed,” Evelyn slurred. By the sounds of it, they had already been helping themselves to the cooking sherry. And by the smell and the haze in the room, Alex was smoking weed. “Pazz me the pipe 'gain dear,” Evelyn asked, racing out with one hand, and supporting herself on the table with the other. Apparently they BOTH were smoking weed. Alex obliged, picking the pipe up with practiced ease. But before she passed it to Evelyn, she took another hit, exhaled and said, “'course mom” and reached out unstead...