Zag spent the night trying to find the planet’s leader—but on the other tentacle it did collect a mass of edible disaccharide of glucose.
Paper covered the slanted window at the door. Children laughed and squealed outside. He sat there and wished for Thanksgiving to come quick.
They dressed for the party in accepted silence. She thought his costume seemed unnecessary. He had been wearing one for more than ten years.
Arnold might be too tall for trick or treating, but Mrs. Jones should have kept her opinions to herself. Arnold couldn’t handle criticism.
He gives out candy from a plastic pumpkin by a laptop. The kids don’t see his eye twitch while he hits enter, but supermom does.