It rained the Halloween I was four. Our father stood at the kitchen door and pretended to be various different people, giving us the candy he would otherwise have given to trick or treaters.
Strange, but that’s my absolute favorite Halloween memory.
April 15, 2016
It rained the Halloween I was four. Our father stood at the kitchen door and pretended to be various different people, giving us the candy he would otherwise have given to trick or treaters.
Strange, but that’s my absolute favorite Halloween memory.