Isla’s POV
Halloween had always been one of Isla’s favorite times of the year. The crisp autumn air, the smell of leaves, and the excited chatter of kids in their costumes—it always brought back fond memories of her own childhood. But tonight wasn’t just about the kids. After trick-or-treating, she and Sade had plans.
She pulled up to Sade’s house, which was just down the street from her own, and parked in the driveway. Her five-year-old, Shane Jr., was already bouncing in his seat with excitement, clutching his little basketball. Penelope, her three-year-old, was fussing with her cat ears, and Sophia, her one-year-old, was completely content in her pumpkin costume, babbling to herself.
“Alright, let’s go, guys,” Isla said as she unbuckled the kids.
Leaving the stroller on the porch, s
