Well Enough Alone
Mom and Dad left Siobhan in charge on Halloween night. She had turned 16 in May, and her parents finally decided she could watch her brother alone for a few hours. Siobhan enthusiastically agreed. She was definitely old enough to babysit, and her parents were definitely not too old to go out to a Halloween party. Siobhan had even held it together when her parents entered the room in their “Mr. and Mrs. Dracula” costumes. The outfits were silly, but her parents looked happy, and as long as Siobhan didn’t have to be seen with them, that’s all that mattered.
She waved goodbye to them as they stepped out into the chill October air. Once the car was out of sight, Caerwyn entered the living room dressed in a classic “sheet ghost” costume. It was a low-effort job. The eye-holes were jagged and fraying as if the scissors went in without a plan. Siobhan wondered where he got the sheet – hopefully from somewhere it wouldn’t be missed
One Hour for a Lifetime
Everyone in town knew about the hour, but not when or who decided, or why it came to be. Just once a year, on the same night the leaves finally let go, time loosened its grip for sixty minutes.
Nature Vs. Nurture
Amy opened her mail box and saw something she hadn’t seen since she was a child: Mixed in with the bills, furniture store ads, and credit card offers was a letter. An actual letter, addressed by hand. The sender was listed as Dan Gilbert, from an address in Cleveland, Ohio.
She didn’t know anyone named Gilbert, and didn’t think she knew anyone in Cleveland. Who the hell was this?
She opened the letter