Decorated to Death by Amy Mata

Decorated to Death by Amy Mata

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The first entry in the Halloween writing prompt is from Amy Mata.

“So what did you think about Celia’s costume?” I asked George as we took a shortcut across our neighbor’s yard. “She made it herself when she couldn’t find a transparent nun’s habit at Target.”

“I just think there’s a time in everyone’s life when they need to cover up more than they show, and Celia hit that time about twenty years ago,” he answered. “I drank twice as much as I should have just so my vision would be out of focus.”

“Since I couldn’t wear my contacts with this wacky eye makeup, I haven’t been able to see clearly either. I guess it’s for the best.” I grabbed his arm as I nearly tripped over the plastic pumpkin at the edge of Celia’s elaborate Halloween presentation. The night was black as a Halloween cat in our rural housing development, the only illumination coming from the orange lights trained on the display. “Look at these decorations. She goes all out.”

We stopped and turned our blurry gazes on the tableau. “She keeps adding more. I swear there were only two mummies out here when we walked over,” George said, pausing and looking above us. “Wow, would you listen to that owl. He must be out hunting mice tonight.”

“There were only two. That’s odd. How did the third one get here, and why did she put it on the damp ground?” The owl took that moment to swoop low above my head, and I was so startled that I tripped and fell on top of the mummy.

“George,” I gulped, my heart pounding. “I don’t think this one is stuffed with crumpled newspaper. I think it’s stuffed with a body!”

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