twenty-seven

Mom: You won’t believe what happened.

Me: What?

Mom: Somebody took our jack-o’-lantern.

Me: Oh. Really?

Mom: Yeah. Who does that?

Me: I don’t know. Maybe some kids
thought it might be funny.

Mom: It’s not funny.

Me: I’m sorry.

Mom: It’s okay. I got another one.

Me: Really?

Mom: Of course. You want to help me carve?

Me: Sure. Can we make it different?

Mom: Okay. What do you want?
Bat? Ghost? Scary face?

Me: Ghost.

Mom: Ghost it is.