Tap. Tap. Clank.
My red-and-white cane finds our garbage can.
Thunder and I turn left.
Knock knock.
“Trick-or-treat!”
“Nice costume, Milo!”
We leave. I count steps. …twenty-eight…twenty-nine…
“Milo!”
Sounds like Candice.
“Aren’t you scared by yourself?”
I pat Thunder. “No.”
“Happy Halloween!” She leaves.
But…I lost count.
Where are we?
Thunder tugs right.
Is it?
I breathe in…cut grass…the Sanderson’s just mowed.
I listen. Main Street is behind us.
I reach out…and feel the Mahoney’s wooden fence.
Thunder is right.
Back home, Thunder slithers out of his harness.
I give him extra treats…
…and nobody sees!
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