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All Hallows’ Eve

The night before Halloween (All Hallows' Eve), Ian joined me driving on my delivery route. It was a brisk, fall evening; the air was clear, and trees burst with color. Golden leaves floated on he gentle breeze like sparse confetti, then tumbled along the road near the gutter with the rush of passing cars. We were having a fun night—orders were good, and we were enjoying each other's company.

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