[ WP ] One family member is a known criminal . Another family member is a police officer . Write a thanksgiving scene where the two of them have to sit together and converse .

`` Could you pass the gravy?'' 
 
 She scowled. `` Could you pass the drug test?'' 
 
 `` *What*?'' 
 
 `` Hm?'' She reached for the ceramic gravy boat and passed it to him, a fixed smile on her face. `` I've got to recommend the coleslaw, William. It's amazing.'' 
 
 Will gave her a hesitant smile back and poured the gravy over his entire plate. `` I'm not really a fan of coleslaw, to be honest.'' 
 
 `` Are you saying there's something wrong with it?'' 
 
 `` It's just not my personal— `` 
 
 `` Are you saying it's *poisoned*?'' 
 
 `` Elise, are you feeling okay?'' His eyebrows knitted together and his mouth hardened into a thin line. `` Because if there's something wrong with me sitting here— `` 
 
 She stood up from the table, her chair sliding backwards with a squeal. Her elderly parents exchanged a look as the others stared down at their food. `` I'm just sick and tired of you being able to get away with whatever the hell you want.'' 
 
 `` And I'm tired of you doing this every holiday!'' He threw his hands up. `` What do you want from me?'' 
 
 `` Why do n't you just turn yourself in?'' Elise shook her head angrily. `` Everybody knows it's you; it's always been you!'' 
 
 With a laugh, Will stood up too, still gripping his water glass with white knuckles. `` Why do n't you just arrest me yourself, then? Little Miss High-and-mighty-cop?'' 
 
 `` Guys, stop it,'' Liv said quietly. `` You're ruining Thanksgiving.'' 
 
 `` Again,'' added Helen. 
 
 Elise glared at Will's water. `` Careful, do n't want to leave fingerprints on the glass,'' she snapped. Then she turned on her heel and slammed the door on the way out. 
 
 He sank back into his chair and put his head in his hands. 
 
 `` Will,'' said Helen, `` you know how she gets. She wants to fix the world.'' 
 
 His voice was muffled. `` Then she should go fix it somewhere else.'' 
 
 `` You two are acting like children.'' 
 
 `` Fine,'' he said, `` fine. You know what?'' He laughed. `` I ca n't do this anymore. I'm done.'' He stood up again. `` Done. Leaving. Happy Thanksgiving. I'm not coming next year.'' 
 
 She gasped. `` William!'' 
 
 With a frustrated groan, he stormed out of the room. He snatched his coat of the hook, buttoned it furiously, and, after a heartbeat, burst through the front door and out onto the front porch. 
 
 Elise was leaning against the wall, smoking a cigarette. `` Have some silverware stuffed in your pockets?'' Her voice was rough and tired. 
 
 He did n't respond, just stared at her with exhaustion written across his face. 
 
 `` Why are you even here? You're not family. You're just some kid my grandad saved once.'' 
 
 `` So's Liv. So are Mike and Tammy.'' He swallowed hard. `` We're not your family, Elise, but we do n't have anyone else to go to.'' 
 
 `` My grandad'' —her voice shook with anger—'' let criminals into this house. My father wo n't let me tell you to stay away from us because my grandad is *dead*. And you— Do you know—?'' She was shaking. `` Do you know what he said to me as I watched him die?'' 
 
 `` Elise— `` 
 
 Her eyes closed tight. `` He said,'Do n't you turn them in, girl. They're good people now.' He told me to let the past be the past and I— `` She let out a trembling sigh. `` Damnit. Damn you.'' 
 
 `` Elise,'' he said. `` I did n't know. I'm sorry.'' 
 
 `` Stay.'' 
 
 `` What?'' 
 
 `` You heard me this time,'' she whispered. `` Stay.''
