‘Well, Jack, look at you!’
‘I’m a vampire!’
‘And what are you meant to be, Ellie?’
‘A zombie!’ she lisped.
‘Well, you both look very scary!’
The children stowed their goodies in their plastic pumpkins and ran out Annabel’s gate.
She looked along the street. There probably wouldn’t be too many more visitors now.
She sat in the half-light of the kitchen for a few minutes and thought about their huge grins beneath the painted grimaces, the enthusiastic streaks of fake blood.
‘I remember how you loved the dressing up,’ she said to the quiet house.
She felt Glen answer.
‘I’m a vampire!’
‘And what are you meant to be, Ellie?’
‘A zombie!’ she lisped.
‘Well, you both look very scary!’
The children stowed their goodies in their plastic pumpkins and ran out Annabel’s gate.
She looked along the street. There probably wouldn’t be too many more visitors now.
She sat in the half-light of the kitchen for a few minutes and thought about their huge grins beneath the painted grimaces, the enthusiastic streaks of fake blood.
‘I remember how you loved the dressing up,’ she said to the quiet house.
She felt Glen answer.
