All Hallow's Eve was as spooky as it has ever been, despite my best efforts to ignore it completely.
Webster and the neighboring cat had a tense stand-off. They stared at each other for a good twenty minutes.
Finn created his annual "dead trick or treater" in our front yard. He has become so accomplished at this that many small children were too scared to come up and ring our bell. Then Finn got angry about why everyone was just walking past without stopping. Um, dude? Could it be the bloody corpse in the way?
And finally after much drama and completely trashing my closet in her search for a costume, Lucy came up with Lady MacBeth. You see, Lucy and Finn (but especially Lucy) have something of a local reputation for very imaginative costumes and there are neighbors who specifically wait to see what they will be each year. Such pressure can be a bit paralyzing, if you know what I mean. She was quite pleased in the end. Finn, who seems to be nearing the end of his trick or treating days, dithered for weeks, right up to the last minute. He finally took the easy way out: zombie.
Now the scariest part of all - what to do with all that disgusting candy that they collected.