The Magic Of Halloween Night

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Today was the first anniversary of my return to Foxtail Lake and Great-aunt Gracie after the accident that had forever changed my life. When I’d come crawling home twelve months ago, a broken and defeated woman, I hadn’t planned to stay. My life had been completely upended after a drunk driver hit me head-on, effectively ending my career, so I figured I’d return to the one place that really felt like home, lick my wounds, and figure out a plan for the rest of my life. A few weeks tops, I’d told myself, and yet here I was a year later still living in the house where I’d grown up with the woman who’d raised me, and the life in New York I thought I couldn’t wait to return to had become nothing more than a distant memory.

“Morning, Aunt Gracie,” I said after entering the warm and sunny kitchen. “Tom,” I turned and greeted the man who lived on the property and acted as Gracie’s companion and the groundskeeper.

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