Old Mrs. Emmons accepted the candy gift. “Oh! I always wanted to go trick-or-treating, but my father hated Halloween…”
She ate the caramel, felt dizzy, and then was as young as the little witch handing her a pumpkin bucket and black cat costume.
“Then let’s not waste tonight, Mrs. Emmons!”
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