October hasn't started out too well for Fiorella--an unexpected problem with the taxes, a last minute rush to HEB, three of your girl's pills bottles running out at once, and a hard time dealing with a bank that had moved out of town, like, I mean, offshore.
Have you started thinking of Halloween yet? The black and orange decorations? The costumes, which get wilder every year? How about the treats? Fio will be cutting out loads of black bats, of course, and maybe a witches' hat, but nothing that would scare anyone.
One of your girl's favorite childhood memories is walking from house to house in the early evening with a pack of other kids and how, when we got to a house that had a note taped on the door inviting us to each take one treat and leave the rest for the next person----that was exactly what we did.
One year, Mom gave Fiorella and her kindergarten friends a Halloween party in our basement, which was nothing like it sounds. In Ohio back then, your basement was used to wash clothes, store canned goods, and sometimes even live in.
The first time that Fio and her brother tried to trick-or-treat in Texas, our next-door-neighborhood turned us down---and that was when your girl learned that while Ohio considered Beggar's Night and Halloween to be the same holiday, Texas didn't. (You can bet your girl never made that mistake again.)
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