Billy threw another log into the blazing fireplace. This was the first Thanksgiving in a long time that a four-inch coating of snow lined the narrow city streets.
Alexandra couldn’t have been happier this year. Her life finally felt complete, for she had found the life she yearned for with the man she couldn’t live without.
“Dinner is about ready,” Alexandra said leaning against the kitchen doorway.
“Let me add a few more logs into the fire.”
“Thanks. It’s nice and toasty in here.”
“And I plan on keeping it that way. You look so sexy.”
“I’ll start getting things together in the dining room. I’ll need for you to open the wine when you get through. Thanks,” she blushed playing with the spaghetti strap that kept falling off her shoulder.
“Works for me. I’ll be just a few minutes.”
Alexandra set the table and lit the candles. The aroma of turkey fill the room mixed with cornbread, cranberries and broccoli. Tonight’s feast had a special meaning to her. It was time to give thanks for all the wonderful things that has happened in her life the past few months.
“There’s my girl.” Bill wrapped his arms around her from behind and kissed he top of her head. “Everything is done. I look forward to spending all day and night with you.”
“Like the sound of that.”
“After dinner, we are taking coffee and desert into the living room by the fireplace. I made sure I have the fire going strong which will last us through early morning.”
“Hmm…romance after dinner. That is so perfect.”
He kissed her head, walked over to the table and opened the wine, pouring it into the blue goblets.
“The table looks amazing.”
“Thank you. “ Alexandra turned to walk back into the kitchen, but Billy grabbed her hand to stop her.
“Wait for me. Let’s do this together.”
“No, that’s okay. You did all the work in the house with the fireplace. Let me take care of you.”
“No way. We’re a team. By doing everything together, it will make the chores go quicker.”
“I have to agree with you on that. I’m just not use to having anyone help me. I’ve been doing it solo all these years.”
“Not anymore. I want to get more involved in your life and would like you to do the same with me.”
“I’d like that.”
“This is a very special Thanksgiving for me.” Billy picked up the dish of turkey and dropped a few pieces of white meat into his dish. “This is the first Thanksgiving that I’m not sitting home alone.”
“I’ve spent the past few years alone. I got tired of splitting the holidays between my mother and father. No matter where I went, the other was pissed. That’s why this year it’s refreshing to be sitting here with you.”
“I have to admit that I haven’t looked forward to a holiday in a long time. Knowing that I’m spending it with you, makes it all worth the wait.”
“Before we eat, I’d like to take a few minutes to give thanks and say a prayer. Is that all right with you?”
Alexandra put her buttered roll, along with knife down and joined hands with him. “Sure it is.”
“I’d like to give thanks for this wonderful dinner we have in front of us. I suggest before we get comfortable in front of the warm fire, that we bring the leftovers down the road to the shelter. Is that okay with you?”
“Yes it is. I think it’s a lovely idea sharing our good fortune with those that are less fortunate.”
“And I’d like to give thanks for the Angel that dropped you back into my life decades later. I’m so glad that I waited for you, my sweet Alexandra, the love of my life.”
Alexandra felt warmth come over her, surprised that Billy revealed his true feelings for her. Knowing that Billy felt so strongly for her, gave her hope.
“Billy,” she squeezed his hand, “even though we haven’t been together that long, I feel as if I’ve known you for a lifetime.”
“I feel the same. Keep in mind we know each other since we were kids.”
“I’m so thankful for having you back in my life. And this time I’m not letting you go.”
“I’m not going anywhere. I never knew what love was until you came back into my life. I have always loved you. So this thanksgiving, I thank God that you are sitting here with me, completing my life.”
Billy lifted his wine glass, as did Alexandra, while still holding hands.
“Happy Thanksgiving Alexandra.”
“Happy Thanksgiving Billy.”
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