Spencer had brought chairs from his place and Kate had taken a couple of odd wooden chairs from John’s apartment back when they had cleared it out. They had enough seats now even if they didn’t match. The table would be crowded, but Kate looked forward to it. She loved entertaining and having company and this was the perfect holiday for it.
She and Sarah had made place cards decorated with stickers of cornucopias and pumpkins. Paper plates and napkins adorned with leaves and pumpkins sat at the end of the counter, waiting to be filled with all kinds of delicious food. The room definitely had a festive atmosphere.
Kate peeled potatoes and dropped them in the pot after cutting them into chunks. Spencer came in a minute later to finish his task. Kate watched him out of the corner of her eye to see if he’d sneak olives or pickles while he worked. He started to bring an olive to his lips and Kate said, “Uh, uh, uh.”
Spencer brought it to her and put it in her mouth. “Now can I?”
She grinned and nodded. She was getting hungry herself, smelling the turkey all morning. It should come out of the oven pretty soon. She peeked through the window of the oven door to check the pop-up timer. She didn’t see it yet.
There were five more potatoes to cut up and then except for carving the turkey and mashing the potatoes and making the gravy, her work was done. Spencer finished his task and went to set the table with Sarah. Kate moved the relish tray to the fridge and poured some lemonade and went to relax in the living room for a while.
Sarah and Spencer joined her a minute later. “The table’s done,” Sarah announced. “It’s pretty.”
“Good, thank you. Thanks for helping, that’s a big girl.” Sarah walked over to her and Kate offered her a hug. Kate lifted her into her lap and they watched more of the parade until Kate had to finish the potatoes.
Kate watched the movie without paying much attention. Her paperwork for getting out of the Air Force hadn’t been approved yet and she was getting nervous that there was a sinister reason behind it, unknown to her and her colleagues. She wanted to watch the news tonight so she could check what was going on.
“You seem distracted. Anything I can do?” Spencer whispered in her ear.
“Just wondering why my paperwork hasn’t gone through yet. I want to watch the news tonight after Sarah goes to bed.”
“Don’t worry. It’ll work out. It’s probably just the clogged bureaucratic channels.” He kissed her on the cheek.
She leaned her head on his shoulder. “I hope you’re right.”
A few minutes later, she got up to finish her cooking tasks. Guests would start arriving soon and she didn’t want to be in the kitchen too long before they sat down. The pop-up timer on the turkey popped, so she turned the oven off and left the bird in the oven until she could get to it. When the potatoes began rolling along she started the gravy.
“How’s it going, need any help?”
“Can you get the turkey out for me and set it there,” she pointed to the counter. “It can rest for a few minutes before carving.”
“Would you like me to do the honors?”
“Yes, please. I’ll get you a platter and a knife.”
Until next time,