Aftermath, by Russell Conover

The scene was chaotic. Food remains had been strewn all over the living room–nachos, wings, hot sauce, and the list went on. Visitors were spacing out in easy chairs or on couches, not moving. The gathering was fun, but now everyone was paying the unfortunate price.

Gary wondered if it all had really been worth it. The meal was spectacular and the festivities were entertaining, but all became such an ordeal afterwards. Cleaning up would not be easy, either.

“Between an overdose of football and the annual post-food coma, I might want to rethink next year’s Thanksgiving,” Gary lamented.

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