Malachi arrived at the front door, not that he hadn’t been over the night before. But he needed to run a few errands before going back to the Hamilton’s house. He also wanted to arrive early because he was supposed to help Nate and Iris prepare the food. He had run to the diner and picked up a few things that Nate told him to to help with the meal this morning. He was excited for this. The Hamilton’s had basically adopted the boy and this was his first Thanksgiving in a long time that he felt like he belonged-- even if Nate had always invited him over prior to this year. When Iris opened the door he smiled handing her a few of the things they needed for baking. “Hey babe, happy Thanksgiving,” he grinned before going to give her a kiss on the cheek. “Whose all here?” he asked stepping inside seeing the shoes by the door seemed to be a lot.