Memory

31 Oct

I am four years old, and I am sick on Halloween. I am not allowed to go trick or treating with my older sister and cousins, but my Aunt Sue collects candy for me and they all come over to deliver the loot in their costumes. I am on the couch, which is covered in a sheet – this is standard sick protocol in the Long house – and while my mother is distracted, I have her open a popcorn ball for me. I eat it, and puke immediately.

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One Response to “Memory”

  1. An old Alaska guy November 1, 2011 at 2:52 am #

    HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

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