The Haunting of Thanksgiving

By T. W. Brazeau

Are all ghosts on Halloween or can some be left over for Thanksgiving? One family found out to their surprise.
The Thanksgiving feast was delicious and everyone, except for Missus Gob, was having a wonderful time, a cozy family get-together. The weather wasn’t good, a ‘dark and stormy night’ just right for November.
But what was that? I thought I saw something....

• Language: English
• Publisher: T. W. Brazeau
• Release date: Jun 9, 2014
• ISBN: 9781310303142

T. W. Brazeau

The author has enjoyed a lifelong interest in Latin America, especially in the tropical region of Southern México and Central America. He is fluent in Spanish and Portuguese and has completed a Master of Arts degree in Latin-American Studies, including classes at the University of Veracruz. His wife, Alicia, is bilingual in Spanish and English, having grown up on the Texas border with México. Other titles by T. W. Brazeau: The Luck of the Maya (a novel); The Goddess (a novel); The Amazon and the Dead (a historical short novel); Christmas Dreaming (a short story); The Haunting of Thanksgiving (a short story); Miss Stapleton and the Vampires (a short short story).

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The HAUNTING of THANKSGIVING

By

T. W. Brazeau

Published by T. W. Brazeau

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Copyright 2014 T. W. Brazeau

"Any of that turkey left, Tom? Maryanne asked, holding up her empty plate. I’ll have another slice. It’s just about perfect."

"Coming right up—just a second, I answered, and stood to carve a few more slices. How about a little gravy on it?"

"Sounds good, and some of that cranberry sauce. You’ve outdone yourself; this is almost as good as Missus Gob, she sighed nostalgically. Remember Missus Gob, Tom?"

"How could I forget, I smiled. Probably the most famous turkey of all time—at least in this family. Certainly the most delicious."

We were all seated around the dining room table in the old farmhouse enjoying a traditional Thanksgiving Dinner: roast turkey with all the trimmings. It was our first Thanksgiving since Mom had left us so we were feeling sad and were especially nostalgic about Thanksgivings past.

Maryanne and Tim, along with their two little girls had joined us this year, as they usually did, back at the old farm where Maryanne and I had grown up and where I still lived with Jeanine and the two boys. It was good to get together with my sister and her family, but