Imagine my dismay when I saw the Halloween storage area. The boxes that I had just recently sorted and organized and stacked ever so neatly. Torn open. Contents scattered. Then abandoned. What could have done this? A cat? A renegade raccoon? A swarm of locusts? Worse. Much worse. A husband. Apparently in search of a head for some nebulous school project.
Nothing that a mask and a little cheesecloth can't fix.
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