Chapter 8
Lucy rushed into the living room and twirled her dress in dramatic fashion. “What do you think?”
Sam shrugged. “You look like an annoying little witch, same as every day.”
She narrowed her eyes and pointed her purple nailed finger. “Not funny.”
“I can’t believe I agreed to this.”
“Well, you did, you promised we could go trick-or-treating while Mum and Dad are out.”
“Trust our parents to get married on Halloween. I’ve taken a day off for this, so I expect you to behave.”
Lucy stuck out her tongue, then grimaced when she licked makeup off her lips. The twins rushed through the room, both dressed as werewolves, and both howling loud enough for Sam to cover his ears and wince.
Lucy tapped her foot on the floor and lifted her chin. “You need to dress up, too.”
“Am I not scary
