Conversation with Aimee

A: We're in an apartment building. Do you think we'll get trick-or-treat'ers?
C: *checks calendar* Is today Halloween?

I bought candy just so that I'd have something cheap to toss their way. *Merry Christmas. Here's a USB hard drive. It's all I have. Sorry.*

No trick-or-treat'ers.

This is an improvement over my previous home, in a suburb, where the kids rode from driveway to driveway in the parents' SUV. Back then, all I wanted to do was throw the candy as far as I could and yell, "fetch!"

I don't know if I'll ever marry; and I don't know if I'll ever have kids; and I don't know if I'll let those kids go trick-or-treat'ing, but I DO KNOW that they - should they go trick-or-treat'ing - will walk.