“Watching the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day parade.” She looks over her shoulder and smiles like a kid. “I didn’t wake you did I?” She lifts the blanket for Shane to join her.

“No, I rolled over and you weren’t there.” Shane settles into the couch between Harper’s legs, resting her head on her chest.

“Well, good morning and Happy Thanksgiving.” Harper leans down and kisses Shane.

“Same to you.” Shane says with a sleepy smile. “So do you always get up and watch this?”

“Mmhm, it’s my tradition. I have to see at least a few minutes of it. Makes me feel less homesick.”

“Did you used to go to it?”

“I only went once. But I used to go up the night before and look at all the balloons. It was cool. It was always really cold so I would get all bundled up and buy a hot chocolate.” She smiles at the memory.

“That sounds like a lot of fun. Except for the cold part. Maybe some day we could do that.” Shane looks up at her.

“Yeah, that would be awesome.” Harper can’t help but feel a little homesick. Thanksgiving and Christmas are the two times of year for her that she really misses New York.

Shane holds Harper’s hand, caressing it with her thumb and within two minutes she is sound asleep. Before long Harper is also sound asleep dreaming of giant balloons and marching bands.

The ringing phone wakes the sleeping beauties as Santa marks the end of the televised parade.

“Oh shit.. Get up.” Harper says completely thrown by the phone.

Shane leans forward letting Harper up to race to answer the call.

“Hello?” She says trying to sound more awake then she feels.

“Happy Thanksgiving!!” Her cheerful Mom says on the other end.

“Happy Thanksgiving to you to Mom!” Harper says smiling.

“Sounds like I woke you up.”

“You did. I fell back asleep watching the parade.”

“You used to do the same thing as a kid.” Her Mom laughs.

“Did I?” Harper doesn’t remember.

“Every year.” She can hear her Mom smile on the other end. “So what have you got planned today?”