At the Halloween party, Mary thought he was just another cute guy in costume. She had no idea she was speaking to a real Genie when she drunkenly admitted there were times she wished her husband was dead.
She adore pink to the point the entire house was so. Even the bodies.
We once braved the night, drew Frankenstein stitches across our faces and stuffed them with chemically sweetened day-glow treats. We now hide in fortified homes, wear surgically altered grins and proudly declare, “have another gluten-free ladyfinger – it’s organic!”
He broke up with her on October 30. The next night, she threw on red devil horns, walked straight up to the cutest boy at the Halloween party, and explained that her costume was “Woman’s Vengeance.”
On Halloween, Benny hunted ghouls in the Shiners’ cemetery, even though he doubted they existed. Then after a Fez tassel slapped his face and a corpse bit into his skull, he believed, briefly.