A Trucker’s Thanksgiving by Reba Hoffman
He walked through the grocery store with the list his wife had given him for last minute items for Thanksgiving dinner. He’d only been home an hour and had driven all night just to manage that. But he’d be home at the table surrounded by his family on Thanksgiving and that was worth his fatigue.He walked to the dairy isle and picked up the milk, butter and yogurt, marking them off the list.