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But Nate dressed up as Thor shot right to the top of her list. With his bare chest covered with an actual breastplate, a flowing red cape and a giant hammer painted gold, he actually made the kids at her door shriek with glee when he strode up the walk.
“Trick-or-treat,” he roared. “Or feel the wrath of the hammer.”
Then he caught sight of Bethany and Gretel, aka Catwoman and Black Widow, and dropped his hammer on the ground.
“Wow.”
Gretel had put together two outfits from a local thrift shop and allowed Bethany first choice. She’d picked Catwoman because at least there was a mask involved. But the black vinyl catsuit was tighter than she’d ever imagined. She had to breathe in short sips of air.
Now, with Nate coming to a standstill, jaw agape, every minute of breathlessness was w
