I’d been such an ungrateful and selfish bastard lately. What did it matter if I tended to be thrust in a specific role in the household? It was what we had agreed, after all, and I was good at it. Maybe I should loosen up a bit and not take things so seriously.
The kids said what they were thankful for, which ended up being Thanksgiving dinner, and the forest, and their uncle, and his boyfriend. Harry simply said he was thankful to have Frank back in his life.
As for me, I kept it simple. “I’ve been through a lot in this world, and got into some bad things. Felix turned my life around, and gave me this wonderful opportunity to make things better. For this, and our future together, I am truly grateful.” I could barely hold back the tears, so I quickly excused myself after the toast and headed outside to get some cold air into my lungs.
“Are you all right, love?” a familiar voice asked. Felix had followed me outside and now stood next to me at the wooden chopping block.