Thanksgiving at our house was… unusual to say the least. When I agreed to hang out with Tyson, I hadn’t anticipated it would be the very next day. Tyson’s father was a lot like ours, raising a child alone after his wife passed away from breast cancer when Tyson was five. Unfortunately for Tyson, his father’s work often pulled him away for long stretches at a time, including holidays. By noon on Thanksgiving Day, Tyson was bored and decided to text message his new friend a thousand times.
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