“What do you mean you’re not coming home for thanksgiving?” Violet shouted into the phone.
“Mom, I can’t come home now. We have…”
“You’re killing me Sophie! I haven’t seen you in forever!” Violet cried. “What’s going on that you won’t come home anymore? Is it Antoine? Is he keeping you in Florida against your will?”
“Mom, stop freaking out,” Sophie ever-so-calmly said. “It’s not that at all. It’s the band. We’re doing really well. It’s so important that I stay cuz they need me for…”
“But I’m your mother! Aren’t I even a tiny bit important to you anymore? I need you here, Sophie. I’m all alone now.”
“Mom, please listen. We have a week-long gig at Downtown Disney. Downtown Disney, Mom! This is like… a really a big deal. I want you to come and have Thanksgiving with me and the guys from the band. I know you’ll love them,” Sophie said. “I wish Kenny could come too, but he already told me he and Janice are going to spend the holidays with her family this year.”
“Have thanksgiving in Florida? Do they even celebrate it there?”