Brooke had spent part of her day also having bad conversations on the phone, though hers at least fit the genre typical of family Thanksgivings.

She'd tried texting Mike a couple times afterwards, then when she didn't get a response she decided to head over there with a grocery bag just in case he was around. And if not, well, maybe she could bribe the squirrels to not report on her looking awkward in that case.

Anyway, knock knock.