"No more Hilton Head! That's
where Rupert and I were going. Oh, how wonderful!" She lowered her
spoon. "The beach is nice, but Rupert's mother--what a trip."
"Wait 'til you meet my sister." Jennifer's face fell. "Just kidding,"
Oliver said. "To hell with it. Why don't we have our own Thanksgiving?"
"Would they be upset?"
"Not really. I can go another time--maybe over the holidays. We don't
get along all that well, but I like her daughter, Heather. I like being
'Uncle Ollie.' "
"Already, I'm a disruptive influence," Jennifer said.
"We could have a good time," Oliver said. "They're going to roast a
turkey at Deweys."
"I could make some pies."
"Solid. I'll call Amanda when we get home."
"I'll go get my clothes." She looked at him for confirmation.
Oliver nodded. It was a done deal. "Do you want me to go with you?"
"No. It will be easier if I just go."
"O.K. I'll get some food."
Later, in Shop 'N Save, Oliver marveled at how easy it was to start
living with someone. He made reasonable guesses at what Jennifer might
like to eat. He remembered chamomile tea. I was married once, he
reminded himself. I know how to do this. A baby? That seemed unreal.
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