Hey everyone! Happy Thanksgiving! Here's the third chapter. I'm sorry there isn't much speaking in here, but I had a crazy day today and it was hard writing this chapter out. I'm also tired from today so this is a little less shorter than the previous chapters so I apologize for that. I also apologize that there isn't a part with Lynda and Strip talking to each other, but there will definitely be speaking parts with them as the story goes on, but I hope you still enjoy it. I'll also take a break from writing this story a little just to make some space in between so this way I can finish it in time for Christmas. I'm hoping to have it done by Christmas Eve or Christmas Day, but I'll see how things go.

Thanksgiving had finally arrived. Lynda woke up as early as she did whenever she helped Strip prepare for a race. She began to clean all throughout the house and began to pull out a table cloth for the table. She wanted everything to be perfect for the special holiday. During the early to late morning hours, a couple of Lynda's friends came by early to help her set up the table. Lynda had started to heat up the turkey roast with vegetables and the sweet potato casserole. She then started to make another dish, known as pumpkin pie, which was the most common dessert of all at Thanksgiving dinner.

Lynda had decided to make some organic whip cream. This was a common topping for pumpkin pie. Lynda continued to cook, while her friends settled the tablecloth on the table, then began to arrange the plates, napkins and utensils. Soon, the pie was done, and Lynda began to help decorate the table a little. She placed a small cornucopia, along with some vegetables and fruits in it. Then, she quickly went outside and collected some colored leaves, then went back inside and placed the leaves along the sides of the cornucopia. By this time, the rest of Lynda's friends and family arrived. Lynda's aunt had bought an apple pie and some cranberry sauce, while Lynda's sister bought the gravy for the turkey roast, and Lynda's brother had bought an apple pie over and Lynda's friends had bought extra napkins if needed.

It was a wonderful Thanksgiving dinner. Everyone began to converse and the laughter continued around the table. When everyone had a taste of the sweet potato casserole, everyone complimented Lynda on how well she did it. Lynda's sister even told her that it felt their great grandmother was still with them. Lynda blushed at the compliment, but still pleased and just simply said that with all the hard work, it came out perfectly.

That was the truth. Lynda was an amazing cook. No one could understand how she knew to cook wonderful and delicious meals. Strip was impressed with her cooking skills. In fact, he always looked forward to her meals whenever he came home from a race. They were never a disappointment. Strip still found it amazing how she managed to fit in cooking meals. Between traveling a long distance on the road to his races with him, to caring for him late nights when he wasn't feeling well, to taking care of the home, and caring for Cal when he was little, she still found the time to make him homemade meals and know how to make them healthy and organic. She never feed him toad food or let him have anything that could harm his system before he was scheduled for a race or a practice lap. In fact, her cooking was a lot better than fast food restaurants or vendor trucks, and that would last for years to come.

By the time dessert was done, everyone was so full that they couldn't even move. But, they still managed to stay behind and help clean up the mess and put everything back where it was. Lynda placed the leftover food in the fridge, while her family helped wash the dishes and her friends helped clean up the table. Everyone had finished late at night and most of them were ready to leave. They all thanked Lynda for the delicious meal she had prepared for them. Lynda didn't mind and smiled as she watched everyone leave. That is except her Aunt Mary.

Lynda glanced at Strip's spot and softly sighed. Because of the demand of his career, he had missed Thanksgiving dinner. Lynda didn't want to think anything negative and still had hope that he would make it home in time for Christmas. Mary saw this and parked alongside her niece.

"You still miss him. Don't you?" She asked.

"Yeah. I just wish he didn't have to leave so early. I know he wants to do well in his career, but he still had time to do it after the holidays. Why couldn't he wait until then? It doesn't make any sense. He never missed Thanksgiving. Never."

Aunt Mary understood and nodded. She gently placed her tire under Lynda's front to make her look at her. Lynda hesitated for a few moments, then glanced up at her loving aunt.

"I know you miss him. I know he hasn't missed a holiday since you started dating. He hasn't missed any holiday traditions or anniversaries or anything that was important to you or him. He always puts you and his family first. You know that. I know that. But the coming season stresses him out as well sometimes. He just wants to do well. It's not that he's making it his priority, or he's forgetting the holidays or forgetting to be with his family. I think you just need to show him some love and support while he's going through this. It's your support that helps him get through the difficult times. If you don't stay positive or show love, or support, he can forget the most important thing. And that's you. He loves you. And I know he wouldn't forget to spend time with you or his family. You just have to be positive and not lose confidence in him."

"Yeah. You're right. My support has helped him through rough times. Even when he thought he would leave early, I still convinced him to stay and that he can do it. I even promised him that I would be by his side and cheer for him. No matter if he won or lost, that didn't matter to me."

"Exactly. And I have an idea."

"What is it?"

"We can send some leftovers to him and his crew. I'm sure he'd love that. It would feel that he just came home from a race and you had a hot meal waiting for him."

"But, it'll be ruined by the time it gets to the speedway. He's in Florida."

"I think we can get it to him in plenty of time. I have an idea."

With Aunt Mary's quick thinking, a couple of her friends had shown up. They flew private aircrafts where they could send packages and deliveries without any headaches or delays. Lynda had packed some leftover food in tinfoil trays and wrapped the top of them. She handed them over to her aunt and they were loaded onto the private planes. In no time Strip and his crew would be able to have their own Thanksgiving dinner. And it would be from Lynda herself.

So here's another chapter done, and a few more to go. I honestly don't know how many chapters there'll be, but hopefully not a lot. Also please keep the reviews coming. I really appreciate them, as they encourage me to keep writing my stories.

I also want to say a huge thank you to Agent Sandra Cartrip who has been constantly leaving reviews. Thank you so much for leaving them. It means a lot to me and I'm so happy you love the story so much.

And that's it for now everyone. I hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving and to those of you who don't celebrate it, I hope you had an awesome day. And I'll see you soon for the next chapter.