Written by Jodie
“I’d like to choke that man!”
“Who?”
“Micah!”
“Wouldn’t his already being dead make choking him redundant?”
“Very funny! Shelling-out has been awful tonight. Thanks to Micah’s stupid stunts; one kid wet his pants, two little girls went into hysterics and someone’s grandmother fainted on our doorstep. And all before 6pm. We haven’t had any trick or treaters here since.” TJ roughly dropped a large bowl on the coffee table. “Look at all this stuff we’re now stuck with.”
“And the problem with that is…..” Glen grinned as he grabbed up a chocolate bar and a small bag of chips.
The End
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