Halloween had arrived at Cliff Haven and Molly was very excited about the evening, because it had been many years since she had celebrated Halloween.
Because all the years she
lived at Lakeside with her grandfather in Colorado Springs they were too far
out and too remote to attract trick or treaters.
That was not the case in
Spaniards Creek, and she intended to make the most of it.
Elsewhere, in another part of
the village, there was also excited anticipation of the evening’s events at the
Bargeman’s house.
25-year-old Zoey Bargeman,
worked in the village for Baker’s Tree Surgeon’s, and she had become close
friends with one of her bosses, Vicki Baker, and it was through Vicki that she
met her brother Brian and lost her heart.
She was a stunningly attractive girl and had been on the radar of every man she’d ever met, but she was
very choosy, so for her being the pretty girl was a blessing and a curse.
It
wasn’t her feeling excited anticipation of the evening however, it was her
cousin Marion Fuller.
Marion
had never done Halloween before; she had spent all her life living on remote
farms, so she had never had Trick or Treaters knock on her door.
The girls were alone in the
house dressed as witches when Marion pulled the curtain back a couple of inches
and peered out and she suddenly panicked.
“They’re coming, what do I
do?” she asked urgently, and Zoey laughed
“What do I do?” she urged
“Alright just calm down” Zoey
said and after Marion took a breath she added
“All the children will have a
goody bag”
“Ok” Marion retorted
“You put a small handful of
sweets into each bag, but don’t be too generous too early or you won’t have
enough to go round everyone”
“Ok” she said and nodded.
“But first you have to open
the door” Zoey said inclining her head towards the closed door.
“Oh yes” Marion said and
laughed nervously “That’s a good idea”
Marion opened the door and
was met with a chorus of “Trick or treat!” from a small group of excited
witches, warlocks, ghosts and ghouls.
“Wow! look at all of you” she
said “What brilliant costumes”
“Ok who’s first?” she asked
as she picked up one of the sweet tubs and scooped up a handful.
At
the back of the group, chaperoning the group, was a tall dark-haired man,
wearing a flat cap and a leather jacket, and a shorter auburn haired man in an
overcoat, the former was Geoff Melling and Marion caught his eye briefly and
smiled and he smiled back, then she carried on but she kept glancing in his
direction, he was in his mid-twenties, and was there because two of the group
were his nieces.
Soon she had deposited a
handful of sweets into every bag and the group moved back up the path in a
chorus of thank you’s.
“Goodbye” the tall man said
and smiled.
Marion smiled back and then
looked self-consciously in Zoey’s direction and was still smiling as she shut
the door.
“Who was that?” she asked
“Which one?” Zoey asked
“The tall one” she retorted
“Geoff Melling”
“And the other one?”
“Brian Baker” Zoey replied
“The Brian Baker that you
fancy?” she asked, and Zoey blushed deeply just as the doorbell rang.
“Saved by the bell” Marion
said and opened the door and repeated the exercise, and then another five times
until the sweet tubs were empty and all the village children had had their
share.
She closed the door and
reached for her wine glass.
“I’m exhausted” she said
“I enjoyed it though”
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