Getting Ready

Enjoy this third place submission for our annual Halloween Short Story contest, written by Luke Mott.

“Why are you dressed like that?” My little brother asks. 

“It’s how you’re supposed to dress for these things,” I answer, tightening my tie. 

“That’s stupid. I want to go outside and play,” he whines. 

“We will later.” I straighten my collar. 

A knock comes from the door. 

“Come in,” I say. 

It’s my Dad, dressed in black, hair tousled, eyes puffy, stinking of booze. “Who are you talking to?” He asks, looking around the room. 

“No one, Dad.” 

“We better get going,” he swivels his jaw, “It’s best we don’t keep your mother waiting.”

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