Grabbing my skeleton keys from the hook just outside the door, I left the cottage. It was a beautiful night. Each star shone like a string of Halloween decorations. I loved nights like this – it reminded me of when I was a child and used to search for pine cones with our mother.
Bartholomew Bat waved his wing at me. Barty to his friends – he always loved to party. Although, after his accident, crashing into a fast moving Ferrari, he was more used to life in the slow lane now. He was probably off to the chemist to buy some vanishing cream.
The streets were empty, so I decided to walk in plain sight today. I switched my broom to trolley mode, and strode down the path. At least this time of year I could get away with my outfit. Nobody stared twice at a witch near Halloween.
‘Alright Wendy,’ My neighbour Mervin Monster said.
‘Not bad, yourself?’
‘I’m so angry, my hairs are splitting in two. I got stopped by some bloke who asked what costume I was meant to be in. I’m so fed up of being called Frankenstein. What a cheek, I’m nothing like my father.’
‘How is your dad?’ I ask.
‘Alright, moody though.’
‘It has been stormy weather season, I would imagine it’s his busiest time of the year.’
‘It is, but I told him he needs to slow down and at least get some sleep during the day. Plus our electricity bill was nearly £3000 this month. Anyways, got to go. I’m off to Boo Zone. If I don’t hurry all the best boots will be gone.’
‘See you later Mervin.’
Seconds later he is gone. Mervin walks too quick for my little legs. I wrap my cloak around my shoulders, and I start walking. My broom hovering in front of me like a humming bird I breathe in the night air.
A thought entered my head – My first stop would be the sweet shop – I could never go wrong with Black Magic chocolates.
Thanks @WillowDot for your great idea for the chocolates.