About a week after Steven took Connie to the Planned Parenthood in Wilmington, Delaware, it came time for Steven and the Scheele family to head home to West Virginia, and it would be right on time for Thanksgiving as well. By now, the Scheele family had all gotten to know the denizens of Beach City and the overall essence of the quaint Delaware town. Steven was hoping to introduce them to his aunts and grandma next, but he wasn't quite sure how Whitney would react when she found out Steven had met the man who'd donated sperm to make Petunia or that Ulysses even was that man. Likewise, he wasn't sure what his Aunt Goldie or Aunt Maya would make of the sixty-something-year-old man and his wife and kids. After all, Ulysses was only six years older than the Diamond twins were. Maybe the twins would've been offput by that fact alone, and their relationship with him would be awkward.

Steven would have to think about that later. Right now, they were off to visit Ulysses' parents in Morgantown. Ulysses hadn't told Steven much about his parents aside from the fact that his mother was Black and his father was white. Steven also wasn't sure how Ulysses' parents would take to having a vegetarian over for Thanksgiving, but his grandfather assured him that they would take to Steven's diet reasonably well.

Ulysses took the opportunity to knock on the door.

"Who is it?" asked the voice of an elderly woman.

"It's me, Mom," Ulysses replied to the voice. "Ulysses. My family and I are here to celebrate Thanksgiving with you and Dad."

There was a brief pause before the elderly woman's voice spoke again. "Ah. Well, come on in, baby."

The door opened up, revealing a short and stout Black woman in her eighties. Her tightly-curled hair was almost completely white. She looked her son and his family up and down before she could let them inside the house.

"Ah, the gang's all here," Ulysses' mother said. "There's you, Penny, Circe, Athena, Keanu, and..." She stopped when she noticed Steven. "I'm sorry, who the hell is this?"

"Oh, this is my grandson Steven," Ulysses replied while gesturing to the seventeen-year-old boy beside him.

"Grandson? Since when do you have grandkids?"

"Uh, since I started having Steven as a patient?"

"Do tell."

Ulysses then proceeded to tell his mother the whole story about how he and Steven found out they were grandfather and grandson while still maintaining a therapist-patient relationship. He even went so far as to tell all about the things he and his wife and kids had done while staying in Beach City.

"What an interesting story. Well, come on in, my tits are going to freeze off if we just keep yapping out here."

They came in through the door, the November chill momentarily shut away behind them. The tree in the backyard still had a few glorious orange leaves that the fall rains hadn't quite blown away. Through the kitchen windows, Steven could just see the tree's last stand.

"So how are you today, son?" Ulysses' mother asked.

"I'm good," Ulysses simply replied.

"Good. Are you thankful for anything this year?"

"Well, I'm thankful for you, Dad, my wife, my kids, and especially Steven."

"Aw, that's sweet. What about you, Steven? Are you thankful for anything this year?"

Steven was somewhat shocked at first that his great-grandmother asked him on the stop, but he quickly recovered. "Yeah, I'm grateful for my girlfriend, my dad, my mother figures, my cousins, and my friends."

"Your father?" Ulysses' mother asked in confusion. "What about your mother?"

"Um, Mom?" Ulysses quickly spoke. "Steven's mother died when he was born."

Ulysses' mother gave a dour expression. "Oh... I didn't know that." She suddenly beamed up again when she heard her husband wake up from his nap. "Good, it's about time you got up, Erich."

Erich could only mumble something incoherently while coming to his senses. "Wha? Harriet, who's the boy sitting with you guys? Do we know him?"

"Oh, Erich, I'd like for you to meet our great-grandson Steven," Harriet answered her husband. "Ulysses just recently found out he existed."

"A great-grandson, eh? Where did he come from?"

"Probably one of his donor kids."

"You really think so? Just how much sperm did our son donate...?"

Ulysses quickly interrupted his father. "Yes, he came from one of my donor kids. I did DNA testing with him and it turned out that his mother Petunia was one of my many donor children."

"Petunia?" Erich asked amusingly. "What a lovely name. She sounds like a wonderful person. Can I meet her sometime?"

Harriet squeezed Erich's hand. "No, honey. Petunia died around the time she had Steven."

"Oh." Erich looked down to the ground, disappointed by what he'd just heard. "That's a shame. Well, welcome to our family, Steven!"

Steven smiled just a little. "Thanks, guys. So nice to meet you and Great-Grandpa Scheele. Oh man, I have so many questions to ask you, guys!"

Harriet just chuckled. "Steven, take it easy, baby. I have questions to ask you as well, but after we eat, okay?"

"Sure, I can wait."

"Good. Alright, now wait here. I've got food to finish preparing."