October 30th

Our family always talked about Mischief Night as though we'd wake up on Halloween morning and find smashed eggs on the side of the house and our pumpkins crushed in the street (the car was always locked away in the garage on that night to prevent soaped windows). I can't recall anything being done to any house on our block, yet we always held our breath hoping we'd make it through the night untouched. Such a weird irrational fear.


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