Why Kiko had to be so uptight about things, Dom didn’t know. So the kid’s mother hated them; Dom was used to that sort of thing. It wasn’t like Kiko could have turned Chad gay—but then maybe Kiko thought Chad’s mother would think that. She already seemed to hold them responsible for the kid’s broken leg. He frowned to himself as he hauled pumpkins back. What a disappointment.
Chad barely looked at the ugly pumpkin they gave him. Kiko slid into a nearby chair and Dom sat next to him, wondering what he could possibly carve into a pumpkin when he’d always been s**t at that sort of thing. He wished he could shoot this one like he had the one at the Pumpfest.
Night was falling and Lucy was hauling a wine box around, distributing refills at will. Dom smiled at her when she topped his cup off a
