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Chapter Eighteen: Turkey, Stuffing and Raw Meat
At three-thirty, I pulled the turkey out of the oven to rest, sliding the traditional sides I had prepared the day before into the heat. I paused in the kitchen to take it all in. The house was warm and alive. A deep sense of accomplishment washed over me. Reaching for my glass to quietly toast myself, Marcus approached the counter. A shipmate and his wife followed closely behind, carrying a massive, nine-pound slab of raw beef. Marcus introduced us. Before I could say anything, Marcus dropped the cold, plastic-covered, brick of meat into my hands. “Can we get this cooked before we eat?”https://thewordsofsophiemarino.com/2026/09/27/chapter-18-turkey-stuffing-and-raw-meat/
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Chapter Eighteen: Turkey, Stuffing and Raw Meat
At three-thirty, I pulled the turkey out of the oven to rest, sliding the traditional sides I had prepared the day before into the heat. I paused in the kitchen to take it all in. The house was warm and alive. A deep sense of accomplishment washed over me. Reaching for my glass to quietly toast myself, Marcus approached the counter. A shipmate and his wife followed closely behind, carrying a massive, nine-pound slab of raw beef. Marcus introduced us. Before I could say anything, Marcus dropped the cold, plastic-covered, brick of meat into my hands. “Can we get this cooked before we eat?”https://thewordsofsophiemarino.com/2026/09/27/chapter-18-turkey-stuffing-and-raw-meat/
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Chapter Eighteen: Turkey, Stuffing and Raw Meat
At three-thirty, I pulled the turkey out of the oven to rest, sliding the traditional sides I had prepared the day before into the heat. I paused in the kitchen to take it all in. The house was warm and alive. A deep sense of accomplishment washed over me. Reaching for my glass to quietly toast myself, Marcus approached the counter. A shipmate and his wife followed closely behind, carrying a massive, nine-pound slab of raw beef. Marcus introduced us. Before I could say anything, Marcus dropped the cold, plastic-covered, brick of meat into my hands. “Can we get this cooked before we eat?”https://thewordsofsophiemarino.com/2026/09/27/chapter-18-turkey-stuffing-and-raw-meat/
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Chapter Eighteen: Turkey, Stuffing and Raw Meat
At three-thirty, I pulled the turkey out of the oven to rest, sliding the traditional sides I had prepared the day before into the heat. I paused in the kitchen to take it all in. The house was warm and alive. A deep sense of accomplishment washed over me. Reaching for my glass to quietly toast myself, Marcus approached the counter. A shipmate and his wife followed closely behind, carrying a massive, nine-pound slab of raw beef. Marcus introduced us. Before I could say anything, Marcus dropped the cold, plastic-covered, brick of meat into my hands. “Can we get this cooked before we eat?”https://thewordsofsophiemarino.com/2026/09/27/chapter-18-turkey-stuffing-and-raw-meat/
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Chapter Eighteen: Turkey, Stuffing and Raw Meat
At three-thirty, I pulled the turkey out of the oven to rest, sliding the traditional sides I had prepared the day before into the heat. I paused in the kitchen to take it all in. The house was warm and alive. A deep sense of accomplishment washed over me. Reaching for my glass to quietly toast myself, Marcus approached the counter. A shipmate and his wife followed closely behind, carrying a massive, nine-pound slab of raw beef. Marcus introduced us. Before I could say anything, Marcus dropped the cold, plastic-covered, brick of meat into my hands. “Can we get this cooked before we eat?”https://thewordsofsophiemarino.com/2026/09/27/chapter-18-turkey-stuffing-and-raw-meat/