Chapter 33: Trick Or Treat
I paused on the front step, horrified at what I did but at the same time unwilling to reverse it. I may not have planned it, but it seemed a fitting punishment for such disgusting people.
Knowing I myself would be punished by the coven, I slumped my way down the driveway to the street, dragging my feet as I headed home.
To my surprise, I stumbled on Alison. She sat on the curb with the borrowed shawl wrapped around her, staring blankly out into the street. I stopped, not sure what to do but unwilling to leave her there alone.
I took a seat next to her, hugging my knees, discarding the hat to one side.
"Thanks," she said.
"My pleasure," I answered. "I just wish..."
"What?" She toyed with the laces of her red stained sneakers, once pristine white.
"That I reached you sooner. Before they... you know."
She hugged the shawl to her. "It's tradition. I was expecting it."
"What?" How horrible was that?