I still remember that Thanksgiving like it happened yesterday. Growing up, the holiday never meant full tables or big celebrations. My mom worked long shifts just to keep the lights on, and most years we treated Thanksgiving like any ordinary day. In 2010, my friend Layla invited me to her house. I tried to act unfazed, but the moment I walked in, the smell of warm rolls and homemade gravy felt like stepping into another world.
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