Chapter 14

Lana Murphy Peterson had outdone herself with the Thanksgiving meal. A twenty-pound turkey, homemade rolls, green beans, cornbread dressing, and corn were on the dining room table. Corey and Lacey Smith, Alec, Keisha, and Bruce had complimented Lana on the meal.

Lana had two choices for dessert, a sweet potato pie and a strawberry cake with white, cream cheese frosting. Bruce had pieces of both. He wasn’t shy, especially when it came to food.

After they ate, they went to the living room where Alec poured them champagne. He said that he had a big announcement to make.

“Does everyone have full glasses?” Lana asked with a smile.

“Yeah, girl,” Lacey said. Lacey was a black woman who had auburn hair. Margo had spotted a few years ago that she wore weaves. Not that it was a big deal. Lacey’s hair looked good.

Corey put his arm around his wife’s shoulders as he held his champagne glass. He was a white businessman who mad