Ghoulies and Pumpkins . . .

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From Ghoulies and Ghosties, Long-Leggitie Beasties . . .

(Part 10)

The mouth, when it opened, was full of pointed teeth. 


(Continued tomorrow.)


And I have to apologize for posting this late in the day because . . .

As always, I've been on the road.  It was only after driving three hundred miles and checking into my hotel room that I realized I hadn't bothered to take along the next sentence of the story.  So back I drove today, and above is the sentence and mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa.

By now the story's getting creepy, though, innit?  Nice and Halloweenesque.  You can read all of it that's been posted to date here.


Above:  I stopped to buy pumpkins on the way home.  These are two of them.

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