A change of plans forced Don and Kathy to host Thanksgiving. They didn't mind; they both agreed that it would be good practice for hosting holidays. With the excitement, however, came worry on Kathy's part. She wasn't sure if Don's family would accept hers. They were Catholic, while her family was Jewish. At the same time, she worried about her family accepting his.
She was so worried that two days before Thanksgiving, she puttered around the house, frantically getting things ready for their company. Don's house obviously held more than enough room so that everyone could sleep over and stay there. But Kathy still worried and ran around the house dusting and decorating while Don watched.
"Kat, calm down," he insisted.
"I can't calm down, Don!" Kathy said tersely as she cleaned. "Our families will be here tomorrow and the house is dirty!"
"Kat, you cleaned this entire house at least five times," Don said matter-of-factly.
Kathy stopped cleaning and sighed. "I'm sorry, Don," she looked at her hands. "it's just that I have no clue how your family's gonna take me."
Don walked up to Kathy and put his hands on her arms. "Kat, I told you, they'll love you!" He hugged her.
"I know," Kathy looked down again. "it's just that I know my family's Jewish and yours is Catholic..."
"Oh..." it was Don's turn to look down. He sat down on the back of the couch and took her hands in his. Trying his best to placate her, he looked up at her and smiled weakly. "We'll cross that bridge when we get to it," was all he could say. Kathy smiled weakly. Now he was worried.
The next day, their families were due to arrive. Don and Kathy were up early and dressed nicely and drove to the airport to greet them. Don squeezed Kathy's hand as they waited at the gate. He saw the fear in her eyes and looked back at her wistfully.
"We'll be fine, babe," he said quietly and kissed her hand. He looked up and saw his father coming out of the gate. He smiled and went to greet him. Kathy smiled. Like father, like son, she thought. The elder Lockwood had Don's jet-black hair. He wore glasses, but had the exact same facial features as Don, minus the scar on his left cheek. Don's mother followed close behind. She was a female version of Don, with short bobbed blonde hair. She too wore glasses.
"Kathy!" Don called, leading his parents towards Kathy. "Kathy, these are my parents! Mom, Dad, this is Kathy."
"It's very nice to meet you, Mr. and Mrs. Lockwood," Kathy smiled genially.
"It's nice to meet you too, Kathy!" Mrs. Lockwood beamed brightly and Kathy felt a little more at ease. "Donald has told us so much about you. Where is your family?"
"They should be here any minute...there they are!"
Kathy waved to a man and woman with a young boy of about ten years old in tow. Don guessed he was Kathy's little brother. The man had a thick black beard and the woman had gray hair wrapped in a bun. They walked up to Don and Kathy. The little boy smiled, as did his parents, as Kathy hugged him first and then her parents.
"Mom, Daddy, Jacob, this is Don!"
Don smiled his light bulb smile as he shook both of his future in-laws' hands and then Jacob's.
"I saw The Dancing Cavalier," Jacob told Don pointedly.
"Oh yeah?" Don smiled. "What did you think?"
Jacob's expression was neutral. "The dancing was pathetic, the singing was mediocre, and the cinematography was just plain bad."
Don went pale.
"Jacob!" Mrs. Selden scolded her son.
"Sorry about that, Mr. Lockwood," Kathy's father was too afraid of Don's stardom to call him by his first name, even though he was about to become his son-in-law. He hurried past Don and Kathy with his family to the baggage claim.
"I don't like that child," Don muttered, eyeing Jacob's back.
"Don't worry, Jacob tends to be awfully blunt," Kathy caressed her fiance's arm, trying to reassure him.
Kathy felt a tap on her shoulder and turned around.
"Nana!" she exclaimed. She hugged a portly old woman with gray hair.
"Don, this is my nana!"
Don smiled and shook the old woman's hand and the three went off to gather Nana's luggage.
The next day was Thanksgiving. Kathy puttered around the kitchen getting food ready and took it out to the table. Don sat at the head of the table, happily partaking of the turkey, yams and Jewish food that Kathy produced. He smiled; she was a terrific cook. Everyone else seemed to be enjoying the food too. It was a small gathering; Don's parents and Kathy's brother and parents and grandmother. Cosmo had gone back East to be with his family for the holiday.
During dessert, Don looked at Kathy. Kathy saw the gleam in his eyes; it said "let's tell them now." She nodded quickly. Don picked up his spoon and tapped his glass.
"Everyone, can I have your attention, please?" Everyone fell silent and looked at Don. He came around to where Kathy was standing and put his arm around her shoulder. She looked up at him lovingly. He looked back at her with a smile as he began,
"Sooo, Kathy and I have been together for some time now, and uh...well..." he looked at Kathy.
"We're going to be married!" Kathy said excitedly.
Everyone applauded as Don and Kathy kissed. The only person who didn't applaud was Kathy's father, who sat in his chair with a stoic expression. As Don and Kathy sat down, he said in a quiet but gruff voice,
"Don, you're not a Jewish man."
Don immediately became serious and looked down. "No sir, I'm not."
"How then, are you going to provide for my daughter?"
"Well, sir, I have plenty of money and--"
Mr. Selden banged his fist on the table, startling Don. He stood up and yelled,
"A non-Jewish man cannot love my daughter. A goyim cannot marry my daughter."
"George, PLEASE sit down," Kathy's mother pulled Mr. Selden down next to her.
"Daddy, please," Kathy pleaded. "I love Don and I WANT to marry him. Please care about what I want and not your pride for once, please?"
Don regained his composure and confidence and cleared his throat. "Mr. Selden, I love your daughter immensely. I may not be Jewish, but I am religious, I'm Catholic and we'll make our relationship work, just as we have for the past two years. I promise to love her, worship her and respect her till the day I die. I love her to the ends of the Earth. And she loves me just as much. I know she does" Kathy and Don smiled at each other tenderly.
Mr. Selden sighed. Finally, dessert ended and everyone got up and entered the sitting room as Kathy handed everyone coffee. Mr. Selden stopped Don and said,
"Don, I...I'm sorry. I have a lot of pride in my faith. I'm sure you understand."
Don laughed. "Of course, sir."
Kathy sauntered up to where the two men were talking and went into Don's arms. Mr. Selden observed them with respect.
"I can see how much you love my daughter and how much she loves you. If you think you can work past your religious differences, then you have my blessing."
Don and Kathy held each other and looked at each other with glee.
After much drinking and merriment, the holiday ended and everyone except Don and Kathy went to bed, full of turkey and stuffing. Don and Kathy were let in the kitchen to clean up and do dishes.
Don looked up from the dish he was washing at Kathy. "Successful holiday?"
"Successful holiday," Kathy walked over to him and leaned on the counter. "I think we showed them that we can host a holiday!"
Don blushed and nodded.
"Hey," Kathy put a hand on Don's arm slightly. "thanks for talking to my dad. I know he can be..."
Don eyed her.
Don burst out laughing and hugged her.
"It's okay, babe. I knew something like that would happen."
He went back to washing dishes and Kathy went back to putting leftovers in plastic bags. Suddenly, a thought occurred to her. She smiled slyly as she turned back to Don.
"You know, now that everyone's asleep," she snuck her fingers up to Don's earlobe and caressed it. "we can make time for ourselves. We haven't had it in so long."
Don fixed his eyes on Kathy and dropped the dish he was holding. Wrapping his arms around Kathy, he kissed her passionately.
"Come on, actor," Kathy teased. "show me how to play my part."
Don was in awe. He led her to the small table in the center of the room and laid her on it. Undoing his belt and pants and pulling up her dress and pulling down her panties, he murmured sexily,
"I think we need to shoot the scene where I fuck you in your favorite place."
He got on top of her and went inside of her, kissing her neck. "Oh God yes," Kathy sighed.
Upstairs, Kathy's grandmother thought she heard a woman's moans coming from downstairs. Worried, she put on her bathrobe and went downstairs to get a glass of water. When she entered the kitchen, she screamed and fainted.
"Oh my God!" Kathy yelled. "Don!"