I was going to write a new Halloween story for today but due to a hangover and a house left in a state after a fantastic fancy dress party, I thought I’d just regurgitate one from last year.
It appeared on Thrillers, Killers ‘n’ Chillers last October but I’ve changed it ever so slightly.
Hope you enjoy your Halloween, whatever you’re doing. Remember, be careful whose door you knock on…..
In the hallway the old grandfather clock chimed, one, two…..ten, eleven.
“Oh, there’s only one more hour ‘til the witching hour. Wooooo…”
“Oh, Geoffrey, stop it. You’re going to scare them,” giggled Veronica, wiping over the kitchen table. “Oh, I hope this doesn’t stain.”
“Veronica, darling, how am I going to scare them? And anyway, if they didn’t want scaring they should have stayed away.”
Susan and Simon Johnson sat at the kitchen table, their faces ashen, their throats slit, staring blindly at the ceiling.
“It quite clearly says on the front door, sweetness, no trick or treaters.”
Take it easy and I’ll see you in November…..