I Spent Every Thanksgiving with My Husband’s Family, but the One Time We Went to Mine Turned into a Nightmare

Every year, Sarah had to explain to her parents why she and her husband,

Peter, wouldn’t be visiting for the holidays.

The excuses always felt hollow, but she went along with it, prioritizing Peter’s

unwavering insistence that they spend the season with his family.

As the first snow began to fall and holiday decorations appeared in shop windows,

Sarah made a decision: she would no longer sacrifice time with her family.

After all, they had graciously stepped aside year after year, waiting patiently

for their turn. This Thanksgiving, Sarah would be home.

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