Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

My sister persuaded me to accompany her

And my two nephews on her rounds this Halloween

Not my favourite time of the year

She believed two years was long enough, that

Jack would want me to move on. So, I agreed.

The boys looked adorable

My mind lifted; the night felt warm

The lanterns, pumpkins, the orange lights

Filled the air with old time magic.

The boys collected enough sweets to last the year

On the way home, Tommy,

my youngest nephew held my hand and told me,

“I don’t like the man, Aunt Maggie. I want to go home now.”

I turned towards him to ask, “What man?”

My sister stepped in, saying she would explain later

Turns out Tommy had told my sister

He had seen a man walking with me when I arrived

Tommy had described Jack holding my hand…

©anitadawes