Show Time (Show Jumping Dreams ~ Book 17) by Svendsen Claire

Author:Svendsen, Claire [Svendsen, Claire]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2015-04-29T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT

It turned out that the Easter show wasn’t actually on Easter weekend because they thought everyone would be too busy going to church or hanging out with their families eating food to bother and show up. That meant that it was the weekend after Easter and it also meant that Easter weekend was going to be just the three of us sitting around an uncooked turkey with awkward silence hanging in the air. And Easter wasn’t officially a turkey holiday like Thanksgiving was but we liked it so much that we made it so. At least my mom and I had always done. Missy seemed to think Easter should be a ham holiday. But I could remember my father salivating over my mother’s freshly roasted turkey and I knew that he loved it just as much as I did.

“We’re having turkey this weekend, right?” I asked him. “Golden brown turkey with lovely gravy and mashed potatoes.”

I could literally see my father’s mouth starting to water.

“Missy thought we should have ham,” he said.

“Ham? Gross.” I was silent for a moment. “Dad,” I said, trying to sound diplomatic and not like an awkward teenager. “Why do we have to do everything that Missy wants?”

“Emily,” Dad said, his voice stern.

“No,” I carried on quickly. “I’m not saying anything bad against her, just that we are all a family together now and we should take each other’s feelings into consideration. Don’t you think? I mean maybe over things that we all get to participate in we should take a vote. Like, we could vote on whether we eat turkey or ham.”

Dad looked at me and shook his head. “You know you are far too smart to be a daughter of mine.”

“So that means we can vote then?” I said with a sly smile.

“Fine. Yes. We can vote.”

“Woo hoo,” I cried, fist pumping the air.

“You haven’t even won yet,” Dad said.

“But I know how much you like turkey.” I winked at him.

True to his word Dad suggested to Missy that we vote on ham or turkey and of course turkey won because Dad and I were totally addicted to the stuff. Missy wasn’t too happy about that but there wasn’t much she could do about it. At least I didn’t think there was.

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