Problem?

         I woke up this morning with a problem. One
of my pumpkins was crying and I didn't know which one.

         Yesterday evening, while speaking with the ghost
about Halloween. He mentioned that one of my pumpkins was crying.

"Please, which one is it?", I asked
"This is my night, the only night of the year I get. I don't want to
get involved." he replied.
I went to bed last night worried about my crying pumpkin. After my husband left, this morning, for an errand, I went out on the porch and checked each of my 10 pumpkins.
Each one with a face and personality with a lit candle making the face shine.
At the end of the porch, the last pumpkin, I found the candle had fallen over so I needed to relight it and set it backup.
Now the ghost won't have anything to complain
about.
While setting on the steps hubby pulled in and
handed me my prescription bag.
“Hope that new medicine is working for you hon.” he said.
“Oh, it's doing great.” I smiled.


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