“That’s all you could come up with?” he asked.
“Hey, consider yourself lucky I put even this much effort into my costume,” she retorted. “Halloween’s never really been my thing.”
“Well, are we ready to go? We still have to stop and get Shane.”
“I guess I’m as ready as I’ll ever be. Love you, Dad. Love you, Mom.”
“Drive safe,” her parents replied.
“Get your coat, kid,” Becky told her brother.
The temperature had dropped in the short time she’d been in her parents’ house, and Becky elbowed her brother. “Bet my costume doesn’t seem so dumb now, huh?”
James rolled his eyes.
When they were buckled in, Becky turned to her brother and asked, “You’re sure you’re not too old and too cool to go trick-or-treating yet?”
“Heck no. I’m just glad I have an awesome big sister who isn’t too cool t
