An after school meeting saw me pulling into the grocery store a little before 7 pm last night. I grumbled at myself for putting off this errand: buying thank you cards that my after school club needed to write at our meeting the next day. The skies were a picturesque blend of pink and black and there was a slight breeze that promised another crisp fall night.
I walked towards the entrance to the grocery store which was lined with pumpkins. I paid them little heed, distracted by the little boy hopping in front of me.
“Come on,” his mom called, a smirk on her face. “There are even more inside.”
His little eyes grew wider and I smiled.
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