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weepinwil Inner circle USA 3828 Posts |
The meal was impressive and included almost anything you could desire. I’d never seen a more generous layout in my entire life, not even at DB Bistro in New York City. People chatted as the food was being passed around and I noticed an elderly woman sitting at the end of the table, not joining the banter. She appeared to be a bit rigid and deathly quiet. I’d never seen the lady before, and she looked a bit malnourished, her face leathery, thin, and pale in the low light of the room.
“How long have you had Mom?” Willie asked Mrs. Lippscott, as he removed a huge slice of turkey and placed it on his plate. “About thirty years. It just wouldn’t be Thanksgiving without her.” “Without her?” I asked. “Well,” Mrs. Lippscott explained, sensing my surprise, “It was Thanksgiving Day when Mom fell over dead sitting at the dinner table. Needless to say, it meant that we’d feel sad since every Thanksgiving celebration would be a reminder of that fateful event. Since we were living up North, at the time, the frozen ground allowed us to keep Mom out for a while until we made a definite decision. We just laid her outback and covered her with a tarp. By the time spring had arrived we just decided to keep her in the freezer among the blueberries and frozen peas and take her out on special occasions.” I was speechless to think that the lady sitting at the far end of the table had been dead for years. Mr. Lippscott, being lost in the moment, leaned over and kissed his Mom, instantly freezing his lips to her still frosty forehead. “My God, Earl! You always forget she isn’t thawed.” Mrs. Lippscott said, as she poured her glass of water down Mom’s face to release Earl’s lips. Mr. Lippscott, gently touched his frostbitten lips with his finger and laughed. “At least I didn’t get stuck to her mouth this time.” “At least we could touch her lips up with lipstick, but look at the mess you’ve made of her forehead.” “I have some FX Skin that can fix that later.” Sally added. “Let’s just enjoy this delicious meal and I’ll take care of that later.” Sally’s suggestion seemed to satisfy everyone, but I fiddled with my food hoping no one noticed my lack of appetite. Although I always dreaded Christmas at Joe’s, it wasn’t sounding so bad, and I could swear Mr. Lippscott was unintentionally chewing a sliver of skin that’d pealed from his mother's forehead and stuck between his front teeth.
"Til Death us do part!" - Weepin Willie
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YitzhakNoDice Special user Portland, Oregon 517 Posts |
Thank you, Willie!
A wise man's question contains half the answer. - Solomon ben Judah, Philosopher
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Doug Higley 1942 - 2022 7152 Posts |
Love it.
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weepinwil Inner circle USA 3828 Posts |
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On Nov 25, 2016, YitzhakNoDice wrote: My pleasure.
"Til Death us do part!" - Weepin Willie
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weepinwil Inner circle USA 3828 Posts |
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On Nov 25, 2016, Doug Higley wrote: I'm humbled, Doug. Thanks.
"Til Death us do part!" - Weepin Willie
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