Chapter 48

“This used to be aired every Thanksgiving when I was a boy,” his dad told them as the credits rolled.

“It was better when they stopped trying to colorize it,” his mom called from the kitchen, where she was putting leftovers into plastic containers for them to take home. She handed Ben the packed bag and kissed them both. “Drive carefully, and call me when you get home.”

“Yes, Ma.”

The temperature was dropping, and as soon as Jason had the engine running, he turned on the heater. It was a long drive home, especially with all the after-dinner traffic, but Jason had Sirius XM radio in his car, and he found the station that played Christmas music.

“We’re going to be so tired of this by the time Christmas rolls around,” Ben said.

“Maybe, but by next Christmas, we’ll be all set for it again.” Jason flashed him a grin and sang along with Mariah Carey.