All Hallows fell upon us faster than I thought it would as I stood to the left of my father.
I sighed, remembering that my attire had nearly caused a fight earlier that same day. After yet another difference of opinion with my father, my little Mate sat on my bed as she mulled over the situation. When she finally figured out a solution, she marched me to his office and told us her idea to just meet each other halfway.
I picked out a comfortable pair of black jeans that were not ripped or stained, and he tossed me a white button-down shirt. I topped my outfit off with my black Nike Jordan’s. Dad wanted me to wear a tie, but I refused. They were lucky enough to get me into a white shirt because I would have worn all black.
Clara, Dad, and I waited on the front steps while the sun slowly f
