Halloween Story Night 6
April 7, 1993
Brian is haunted by the ghost of a baby yet to arrive…
He would admire her teeth, the steadiness of her tongue.
I’ll never smoke another joint as long as I live.
He wondered how something that cost a hundred dollars could be designed so poorly. The blink of an eye, and it was ruined.
Random objects thrown together in the shape of a room for a mysterious baby that would soon be here.
Was it love? Did Tracy Love him?