“Who could that be at the door?”
“Well, it is Halloween.”
She opened the door to a group of children.
“Oh, my. What lovely costumes. You look just like my son when he was young. And you look like my best friend did. Lorraine’s here too, as a kid, before the accident. Honey, come see!”
He stood beside her. “I know, Dear. My heart attack, remember?”
“We’re all here for you.”
“So, what do you think?”
He shrugged, with his familiar half smile. It was up to her.
She stepped out into the cool dark night.
The Carrot Ranch October 31, 2019, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about the Day of the Dead. It can be the Mexican holiday, a modern adaptation of it, a similar remembrance, or something entirely new. Go where the prompt leads!