Sheila's Dribs 'n Drabs

“Trick or treat!” Candy for ghosts, aliens, and swamp-monsters. Chocolate for cowboys, princesses, and butterflies. Coffee for Moms. Well-tended humans for ghosts, aliens and swamp-monsters.

“Trick’r treat!” He heard the children’s voices down the lane. “Trick’r treat!” He struggled out of bed. “Trick’r treat!” The gravestone’s weight pushed him to earth again. “Trick’r treat!” He crawled around the other way instead. “Trick’r treat!” He hurried home. “Trick’r treat!” Contentedly he gave his dog a bone.

Janet checked the time. “They’ll be here soon.” Jared checked the candy-bag. Jessie checked their costumes were all on straight. “D’you think they’ll notice we’re invisible?” asked Joe, adjusting bone-white gloves to cover his wrists-bones. “No way,” said Jason, tugging a black balaclava over his skull. “They just want candy.”

“Trick or treat!” Three children waited at the door, a witch with black pointed hat, a wizard, an angel, and a scorpion. “Trick or treat!” The woman who answered wore black, dusty veils over her face, blood dripping from her teeth. The children screamed and ran. The scorpion ate her.