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Doug Robbins

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A young boy invokes an angry spirit when he takes home a pumpkin from a pumpkin patch. He has a crush on his neighbor. It's Halloween night!



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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2015

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Doug Robbins

The Ghost of Angry Jack

A young boy invokes an angry spirit when he takes home a pumpkin from a pumpkin patchBookRix GmbH & Co. KG81371 Munich

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The Ghost of Angry Jack

Grandma Baker and I stood out in the pouring rain, milling over our choice for a potential Jack O’ lantern carefully. I picked up various pumpkins, feeling them for heft and softness. Once I found the perfect one, I showed it to Grandma Baker and carried it to the checkout stand, already set up near the entrance to the pumpkin patch! Mr. Gravy wore blue jeans and an oversized Kent State Hooded sweatshirt.

I paid for the pumpkin and carried it to Grandma’s pickup Truck. It’s purple exterior served in contrast to its leather interior. Grandma cranked up the heat. I started sweating. I had a shirt rolled up at the sleeves, whereas Grandma wore a big bulky coat.

The music of the windshield wipers lulled me into a pre slumberous state. I was eleven at the time. The radio started playing country, but I changed that to some good old rock n roll. Most kids my age were into hip hop or rap, or worse, that awful pop music. Not good stuff like from the 80’s. We’re talking about Demi Lovato, Miley Cyrus type garbage.

People that listened to that crap were sort of the dregs of society. Yeah, I was not the most popular kid in seventh grade. I was and still am a loner. The music kind of washed over me and I started to daydream. Only a Midwestern boy could fully appreciate a daydream. Midwesterners were sort of the daydreamers of the United States.