tell me what to do, Dr. Reid

Fiona quickly changed the topic to another direction.

"Nice car," she said.

"Oh, I borrowed this from a friend." Mrs. Reid said, "He is a patient of mine. He has never driven this car since he suffered from schizophrenia and depression ten years ago, but it's okay. It is well maintained now. Did you know they don’t support schizophrenics getting a driver’s license?” Diana said angrily, while looking at Fiona, as if seeking her support, “This is simply discrimination. Not all of mentally ill people will intentionally drive their car into a stinking gutter. A lot of people are not crazy, they just tend to forget things occasionally.”

"Maybe they just don't want to take the risk." Fiona replied cautiously.

"That's right, that's why I hate that group of people in the government." Diana scolded, "They are a bunch of shameless vampires who always only want to facilitate themselves. Oh, I don't mean you-of course you are different from those people. "

Fiona saw Reid flashing an apologetic smile at herself through the rearview mirror.

But Fiona doesn't mind Diana's long-winded speeches. On the contrary, she feels more and more that Diana is a very individual person, just like Reid.

"Oh, stop!" Diana suddenly yelled when the car passed an intersection.

Reid stepped on the brake immediately, "What's wrong?"

"I forgot to buy a turkey!" Diana said, "Go back a little bit, we just passed that butcher shop."

"Mom, we don't have time to roast a turkey," Reid reminded.

"Thanksgiving dinner without turkey?" Diana frowned and turned her head to Reid, her tone full of reproach, as if Reid had just said something very rude.

"Okay." Reid sighed, "Which store is it?"

"Of course it's - Becky's Frozen Butcher's," Diana said. "Do you remember? I used to send you there to buy meat when you were a kid. We always bought our turkey from there."

Reid glanced at it, "Uh, I have a little impression."

"I'll go buy it." Fiona said proactively, "I'll be back soon."

Then she bought the last two frozen turkeys left at the butcher shop.The last two turkeys were small, so Fiona just bought them both.

"Do you still have turkey here?" Just as she was about to turn and leave, she heard a man's voice asking beside her.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Reid," said the clerk, "we just sold our last frozen turkey."

"It's okay, I can go to another store." The man sighed and said, "I knew I should prepare it in advance."

The clerk's address to the man made Fiona couldn't help but look back at him more.

He was wearing a dark gray suit, tall, and looked about 50 years old. Reid is a common surname, which does not mean that he has any relationship with Spencer, but when he turned to face Fiona, Fiona could clearly see the shadow of the young doctor from his appearance—he looks like Reid Very similar.

"I can give you one if you want." Fiona said to him suddenly.

The man looked at her in surprise.

"There's only three of us, and I just bought two," Fiona said, "but they're both small. You can take one if you don't mind."

"Oh, that's very much appreciated." The man immediately thanked him sincerely. "I don't mind the size of the turkey because I'm only one person anyway."

Fiona handed one of the turkeys to the man along with the bag.

"How much?" he said, touching his wallet.

Fiona opened her mouth and was about to answer, when the bell of the shop door rang suddenly.

Fiona looked over the man's side and saw Reid pushing open the door and walking in.

"Hey Fiona, my mom just said let me get some more chicken breasts," Reid said.

The man turned around, and Reid's expression immediately froze.He stared at the man intently, but there was no surprise on his face, as if he saw an alien suddenly.

"...spencer." The man spoke first, "I didn't expect to meet you here."

Reid's Adam's apple rolled, as if it was very difficult for him to make a sound at this moment, "I didn't expect that, Father."

Fiona gave a soft "oh".

"How are you doing, Spencer?" Mr. Reid asked in a low voice. Fiona noticed that his hand holding the paper bag clenched a little bit unconsciously, as if he was suppressing his emotions.

"Very good." Reid replied.The surprised expression on his face has completely faded, and now only a stiff and indifferent look remains.

"That's good," Mr. Reid said.

"If there are no other questions—" Reid said hoarsely, "Excuse me, I bought the chicken breast and I have to go. My mother is still waiting for me outside."

"Ok."

While the clerk was weighing the chicken breast, Reid kept his back to them and stood straight in front of the counter.He seemed determined not to make any eye contact with the man.

Obviously, Reid has a very delicate relationship with his father. Fiona thinks it is better for her to keep silent at this time.

But Mr. Reid took the initiative to talk to her, "So you are Spencer's friend?"

"Oh, yes." Fiona could only reply, "Actually, I'm his girlfriend."

"Oh!" Mr. Reid seemed a little surprised, but finally a smile appeared on his face, "I haven't introduced myself yet, I'm William Reid, Spencer's father."

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Reid." Fiona shook his hand.

William smiled and looked at Fiona. Fiona suddenly realized that Reid might look more like his dad.

"So how long have you been together?" he asked.

"A few months." Fiona said, "Actually, more than half a year."

"Oh, I really want to talk to you more." He glanced at his watch, "but I don't have much time."

"We should go too." Reid said while holding the packed chicken, standing beside Fiona.

William looked at Reid, he opened his mouth hesitantly.

"Take care of yourself, Spencer," he said, and turned away hastily.

Before leaving the butcher shop and returning to the car, Reid seemed a little unhappy.

"Are you okay?" Fiona couldn't help asking softly.

"What?" Reid suddenly raised his head, as if he had been in a daze just now, "Oh, of course."

"I know maybe I shouldn't be asking any more questions now - but when you first met your father, you were acting a little bit out of the ordinary," Fiona said. "Are you sure you're really all right?"

"Actually..." Reid hesitated, "I haven't seen him in years."

"many years?"

"Well...we should go back." Reid said in a blunt tone.After speaking, he pursed his lips tightly and walked quickly to the Ford car.

Fiona watched as Reid opened the trunk and put down the things in his hands.She remembered that Reid rarely mentioned how his parents divorced.Now it looked like she could at least be sure of one thing, and that was that something absolutely happened between them that reid saw the enemy when he met his father.

Back in the car, Reid didn't say a word about meeting his father, and Fiona wisely kept it quiet.While she still wanted to know what happened between Reid and his father, she didn't want to deliberately spoil the holiday just yet.

After returning to Diana's old house, they opened all the windows, hoping to get rid of the musty smell produced when no one lived there.

Diana found her old teapot from her closet and made a large pot of steaming black tea.

They sat at the dining table, with a cup of black tea in front of each of them, and the salty biscuits they bought in the supermarket just now were on the plate.

"Now you know why I refused to sell this house?" Diana said contentedly, leaning back on the chair, stroking the rim of her teacup with her fingers, "This way our family can get together here occasionally. If you After we get married and have children, we will at least have a big house with enough space.”

For the first time, Reid didn't interrupt his mother.He blinked, and the corners of his mouth turned up, "You have a good idea, Mom."

"Although I know I shouldn't always rush to ask, but if you decide when to get married, you must tell me in advance." Diana said solemnly, "It's best to be a month in advance."

"Why?" Fiona asked with interest.

"Because in this way I can ask the doctor to reduce the appropriate amount of medicine in advance. Those medicines always make me confused, and I don't want to make a fool of yourself at your wedding." Diana said calmly, "The most important thing is that I Gotta get a dress, and I gotta go on a diet. Oh, that sanatorium food almost turned me into a pig."

"Oh, you don't need to go on a diet." Fiona said with a smile, "You're in great shape."

"That's because you didn't see the fat around my waist." Diana said to her in a low voice. Because of menopause."

"No, you look young." Fiona complimented, but she wasn't lying.

"Stop kidding. Don't you see these little wrinkles on my face?" Diana sighed. "They've spread like crazy over the years."

Reid has been drinking black tea without saying a word, watching the two of them chatting with a smile.

After drinking her second cup of tea, Fiona decided to deal with the turkey that was almost defrosted. Diana insisted on cooking the turkey herself, but she started to feel drowsy after taking the medicine, so Reid had to let her go back to the room to rest.

Fiona was standing in the kitchen, watching the turkey wistfully with the butcher knife in hand.

She suddenly found herself in trouble.She had never cooked a whole turkey herself in her life.Who can tell her how to disembowel a turkey?

In the end, she decided to cut his stomach open with a knife.The slippery insides of the turkey were immediately exposed, and a faint fishy smell entered her nose.She suddenly felt nauseous, like someone had squeezed her stomach tightly.

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