It’s peaceful outside; it’s peaceful inside; even the radio’s switched off – too much Silent Night and Good King Wenceslas. It’s the calm before the storm, it’s the tidy house before the guests arrive; it’s the sparkling kitchen before the cooking starts.
Let’s see who’s invited: eight adults, not all on speaking terms, one stone deaf, another selectively deaf, one alcoholic, one melancholic; six feral children including two loud and incoherent toddlers. Aunt Macey has a wheat intolerance, Tom is a vegetarian, young Jeff is a vegan.
It’s going to be turkey, roast vegetables and gravy. And no carols.
Written for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ weekly Friday Fictioneers one hundred word challenge.