A Guest At The Door

My friends and I dressed in our Halloween costumes and I photographed the lot of us before we headed out for the evening.

I'd also volunteered for door duty with much enthusiasm; every time the bell rang I'd go open the lovely glass door and oooh and ahhh at the childrens costumes and produce a copious amount of sugary sweets for them. Then I'd go back in and call out to the others to tell them who had been at the door and bubble over about how cute or cool they all were. I was having a grand time!

I could see the little ones as they trooped up the stairs from my vantage point in the foyer, where I was shooting pictures of our group. Just about the time we were almost ready to leave, there was a loud knock at the door and I turned to see this standing there, waiting:


(Thank youFreakyJohnfor the picture)

"Somebody else come get the door!" I hollared, "It's the Grim Reaper and I'm not going to answer it!"

Thankfully, all he wanted this time was candy!