Occasionally Miranda would ask me how August was doing, and then say “Tell him I say hello.”
This I never did, not to spite Miranda, but because August was in his own world these days. There were times, at home, that we never crossed paths.
October 31
Grans had died the night before Halloween. Since then, even though it's been four years, this has always been a sad time of year for me.
For Mom, too, though she doesn't always say it. Instead, she immerses herself in getting August's costume ready, since we all know Halloween is his favorite time of year.
This year was no different. August really wanted to be a Star Wars character called Boba Fett,
so Mom looked for a Boba Fett costume in August's size, which, strangely enough, was out of stock everywhere.
She went to every online store, found a few on eBay that were going for an outrageous amount,
and finally ended up buying a Jango Fett costume that she then converted into a Boba Fett costume by painting it green.
I would say, in all, she must have spent two weeks working on the stupid costume.
And no, I won't mention the fact that Mom has never made any of my costumes, because it really has no bearing on anything at all.
The morning of Halloween I woke up thinking about Grans, which made me really sad and weepy.
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