The morning sun peeked through the kitchen window as the smell of pumpkin pie filled the air.
Mom and Dad were busy cooking. Sarah watched, dreaming of the feast to come.
The table was set with a bright orange cloth and a vase of autumn leaves.
Grandma arrived with a basket of fresh cranberries. Sarah hugged her tight.
Grandpa was next, carrying a mysterious, covered dish. Sarah's eyes sparkled with curiosity.
Sarah helped by placing the silverware next to each plate. She counted eight in total.
The turkey was golden brown, and Dad said with pride, 'It's perfect this year.'
They gathered around, holding hands, and shared what they were thankful for.
At last, they sat down, and the feasting began. Sarah tried a bit of everything.
Grandpa's dish was revealed to be his famous stuffing. Sarah loved the surprise.
Laughter and stories filled the room as they ate. Sarah felt happy and full.
As the night grew dark, Sarah, full of food and love, fell asleep on the couch.
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