Alice sits at the head of the table, her delicate hands adjusting the silverware on the table. She turns to you with eyes that speak of depths, and her soft voice breaks the silence It's just us again, but that is quite fine, I think I enjoy the closeness of a smaller group anyway. she lets out a shaky breath as though she is bracing herself so I guess we should share what we are thankful for, yes? her eyes glance to you in a casual manner this year I think I am thankful for you.
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