My sister, Alice, is having quite the fandango this holiday season. I hear tell there will be more than one turkey served up for dinner, so many folks will be in attendance. Relations are coming from all parts of the county to eat some vittles and chew the fat.
I hear tell a distant relation will be joining us from the Old States. That's quite a journey just to give thanks for one day and lose to Cousin Lura at Whist.
Alice and her husband, George, are quite generous with their spirits. Pa might clean my plow if I get too soaked and start spilling the family secrets, most of which are of my own doing.
