“We need to talk,” I said. I started...When I was through she said, “I can’t leave my mother. She fell and broke her back.”“Where is she?�...� I asked.“In Oak Ridge.”“Why aren’t you there?”“You know I don’t drive,” she said.“When did she fall?”“Eight days ago,” she said.“You’ve been sitting here?”“I slept ... most nights,” she said.“Have you called her?”“She’s not answering her phone,” she said.“When was the first time she didn’t answer?”“Seven days ago,” she said.“Didn’t you get worried?”“The only. I had worked in the mess hall while in juvie, and I learned just enough about cooking to know that I wanted to learn a whole lot more. So, I made up the schoolwork I had missed, graduated on time, got a half-decent second shift job, and enrolled in culinary school. It was all coming together.Then I met Marcy a party right after I turned nineteen. She was beautiful, sexy, and had an infectious laugh. She also had a cute little dimple in her left cheek when she smiled, which she did a lot (I get. So they are going to try to support you as much as they can.”“And with their damaged souls, that might be difficult,” I said with a nod as I stood up. “AI, what time is it?”“Oh-six-eleven,” the AI responded.“The training ran a bit long,” I muttered. “And I won’t get time for another session today unless I want to stay up very late.”“Why?” Lenore asked as we started to walk out of the room.“There are simulator sessions scheduled to start less than an hour from now and to continue for almost. We had a request for you that we didn’t get to ask.“What’s that?”“Ashley and I are going to prepare Thanksgiving Dinner for our two families, and we want you to come and join us. We plan to do a turkey and all the trimmings. You don’t have to bring anything, just come out to Westborough about two o’clock next Thursday afternoon. My parents are hoping to meet you too, and maybe Ash’s mother.” They both looked eagerly in my direction.I had no plans for Thanksgiving. Since Meghan’s departure from.