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Mandy looked around the table at her family. Her dad was still in prison—thank God—and none of her brothers or cousins or uncles had bothered to show up. Apparently Mickey being gay created a great big no-go zone around their house, but if it kept those assholes away she was happy. Thankfully Mickey didn't mind either.
Even with most of her actual relatives missing the table was still full. There was Mickey talking softly to Ian, their heads together and a small smile tugging at the corner of Ian's mouth. Svetlana and Nika were on the other side of the table with a laughing Yevgeny in a high chair between them.
It wasn't as loud and noisy as Thanksgivings had been when she was little, but it was comfortable and for once she felt safe on the holiday. There was no chance her dad or one of her uncles would drink too much while watching football and stumble into her room. There was no Kenyatta to leave her black and blue.
Family was a strange thing, but she was glad she'd finally found one that wouldn't hurt her and she'd make sure that no one hurt them either.