With bags full of sweets, Charlie and his daddy meandered into the town square, to see the parade.
“Great vampire guise, Graham!” said a stranger.
“Fangs!” replied his daddy, sounding like Dracula.
Charlie grabbed fistfuls from his haul, filtering out the those which had no wrapper by touch alone. He shovelled the sugary goodness into his mouth – knowing he’d have to brush his teeth extra hard tonight.
His daddy guided him through the crowd. So many people, thought the boy, as he munched on the candies. Every resident wore a veil of the macabre.
Not everyone was in costume.
This is part four of a larger story for Halloween. All sections are in the form of a 99-word story. Check back tomorrow for part five!