A Personal Glimpse into “An American Holiday”

An American Holiday by Bobbi Romans

This story hold more that’s real, than any story to date. No, its completely fictional, that said, there are many components which are true.

The cranberry salad recipe? Really, truly, my Great Grandma Obaugh’s. (and it ROCKS!)

The little sign hanging in the Harpers Ferry bathroom? TRUE. It was there. I saw it. (You’ll have to read the story to understand that part) I’m assuming limited water?

Finally we get to the “basement scene.” While I won’t spoil the entire scene, I will divulge where the essence of  the scene came from, I grew up hearing stories about how my mother, grandmother and mothers cousins snuck their smokes in the great grandparents basement. How there was a block missing in the concrete block walls and that if anyone ever knocked that wall down … well, they’d be in for a surprise. Yup. That’s were the smokes went.

So as you enjoy the story, know there are tidbits of a real and often whacky family woven throughout.



Ahh, Thanksgiving… complete with ghosts of holidays past. Those being humiliating memories of last year’s revelry gone wild: jail cells, a tattoo and rose left on Kristi James pillow by someone she can’t remember.
Toss in two brothers who, while loving, had needled her with vivid imagery on what might have happened during that fateful rendezvous at the local HoJo’s. Seriously, what’s a girl to do? She’d run like hell from Harpers Ferry back to her apartment and job in Alexandria.
She’s praying this year’s holiday ends a bit more traditional. But between exploding turkey’s, cranberry fights, and the winter storm threatening to lock them all together for God only knew how long, she’s fairly certain her Norman Rockwell hopes have flown the coop.
Adding another layer to this casserole of disaster, the high school boyfriend—who’d cheated on her two days before prom—returns, claiming to have made a horrid mistake all those years prior.
Amid all this, what has her heart flip-flopping is catching her best friend Simon getting cozy with his latest girlfriend.
Thing is, she isn’t sure why its bothering her so badly.

Sometimes it takes coming home again… to discover how lost we’ve really been.

Ebook: http://www.amazon.com/American-Holiday-Bobbi-Romans-ebook/dp/B00ODC88HI/ref=tmm_kin_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&sr=1-3&qid=1416322524

Print: http://www.amazon.com/An-American-Holiday-Bobbi-Romans/dp/1502511312/ref=tmm_pap_title_0?ie=UTF8&qid=1416322524&sr=1-3

Happy Thanksgiving



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