“Isn’t it great?” He said.
She stalled. Reached for a cigarette.
“I asked you for a pumpkin,” she said, “and you brought home a jack o lantern the size of a billboard…”
“The kids will LOVE it!”
“It’s nine feet tall.”
“They weren’t going to sell it to me at first,” he said, “but I made a deal. I thought nobody else would have something like this.”
“Nobody else would want something like this.”
He leaned against the RV. Grabbed one of the mini snickers bars out of the open bag on the dash.
“Where’s your Halloween spirit?” He said.
She smiled. “I’ve got Halloween spirit,” she said. “I’m scared.”
“Scared of what?”
“Scared I married someone who brought home a nine foot plywood jack o lantern!“
He handed her one of the little Milky Way bars. Those were her favorite.
She took it.
“Ah hell,” she said. “I guess the kids will love it.”
“I knew you’d come around,” he said. “Later, they’re delivering the electronic zombies.”
“Don’t worry,” he said, “I also rented a generator…”
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