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I was a fixture of Thanksgiving dinner at the Clark household every year. I had been going there for as long as I could remember, and Caroline never stopped teasing me about it.

“Yes. A little later on.”

“When are you two going to finally get married and have kids?”

“Don’t hold your breath. He’s not happy with us right now.” I covered my mouth, realizing I’d said too much. I had to figure out a simple reason for him to be upset with me.

She looked over at me. “What did you do? And who exactly is the‘us’you’re referring to?”

“I didn’t do anything. It’s just that Slade and I are working on a project together for one of our classes, and I think Shawn’s jealous.”

“Well, tell him he ought to be,” Dad chimed in.

Mom got in on it too. “You tell Shawn he needs to make a move if he’s going to be jealous about stuff like that.”

“Wait, what?”

“Shhh,” Dad hissed. “Game’s on.”

Caroline put her index fingers and thumbs together to make a triangle, leaning over to whisper in my ear. “Looks like the love triangle’s finally heating up. Tell the boys my bet’s still on the fence. Mom’s rooting for Shawn, and Dad’s on Team Slade all the way.”

She looked back at the TV through her linked fingers that were still in triangle formation, giggling the whole time.

What the hell?