by Connie R. Watson With a final slice, Jace completed his carving. He wiped the blood off his knife and stepped back. Dad looked really cool. The lit candle inside his hollow head cast an eerie light through his vacant eye sockets and gaping mouth. Jace smiled, turning to the pumpkin they got at […]
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