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?

Miller, thank you for coming to the party!