Another month nears its end. The weather is getting colder. Leaves are turning color. The seasonal time change for daylight savings is near. Must be…wait. It’s Halloween already? Today? Uh oh.
There’s no candy in my house. I don’t count the minor amount my daughter keeps on hand. It’s not even chocolate.
Our neighborhood is friendly enough. Perhaps no hooligans bent on pranks will come by. Maybe the neighbors will set up their table near the entrance to the cul-de-sac and play gatekeeper for our homes. “Nothing to see here folks. We pooled our resources at the table. No need to walk the length of each driveway.”
Yeah! That would be great. Let the neighbors run interference for us and we’ll ignore another holiday. It’s hardly worth observing anyway, right? I mean, what’s the point? Dress up as someone else. Go door-to-door and beg for treats? I’ll pass.
If I want a treat, I’ll go shopping tomorrow when they are all marked down to half price. I could stock up for next year that way. I can see it now. “Here you go, kids. Take all the chocolate you want. There’s plenty.”
“Hey mister. This candy tastes bad. How old is it?”
Wait! I just remembered where we hid last year’s leftovers. I’m safe!
It’s Halloween, and you just ran out of candy. If the neighborhood kids (or anyone else, really) were to truly scare you, what trick would they have to subject you to?