My Cardboard Balcony

Oh, Granny by Belinda Roddie Grandma gave out candy on Christmas Eve, and before that, she put the star on the tree on Halloween. She sang carols while the kids ran around begging for sugarcoated treats, and she carved pumpkins while the snow fell and eventually turned to sleet. I guess that's one way to live by a different drum's beat.

Chad left a bucket of the worst Halloween candy he could find out in his front yard, and then he turned out all the lights and watched the second season of Stranger Things in his boxers, eating tiramisu-flavored ice cream out of the carton because he had to feel somewhat fancy about his life. Not surprisingly, when he brought the pail back into his house four hours later, it was still around half full. Also, an allegedly angry trick-or-treater had left a note scribbled out on binder paper, using quite a few cuss words that were more appropriate for teenagers' dirty mouths, to demonstrate their disappointment in the crude selection of sweets.