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“You should do a couples costume!” Josie said, beaming.

And, bless her for bringing it up. Because, obviously, that had been all I’d been thinking of. I’d never had someone to do a couples costume with.

“What’s a good couples costume?” Cato asked.

That answer was really simple.

“Gomez and Morticia.”

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I thought she’d been exaggerating about the Halloween thing.

She… had not been.

And since she didn’t really have an outdoor space to decorate, she’d decided to go hard at the clubhouse.

“No one’s gonna see it all the way out here,” Levee said as he helped her drag the dismembered body of a giant skeleton toward the center of the yard. “This isn’t a very busy road.”

“Um… we’ll see it,” she said, rolling her eyes at him, refusing to let him dull her enthusiasm. “Besides, Huck’s and Che’s kids live here. Everyone else’s kids visit here. They will see it. I hope they’re made of tough stuff, because I’m going to make this spooky as fuck,” she declared as I hefted what had to be the twentieth bag of decorations out of her car.

There were lights and gravestones, fog machines and cobwebs.

And, apparently, there would be several deliveries over the next few days of life-sized animatronics meant to scare the bejesus out of anyone who walked past and triggered their motion sensors.

None of this included what she’d already been working on inside.

The staircase had an interesting new garland running up it. Made of different shaped knives with bloody edges, jars with various “preserved” body parts, hands that poked out of the wall, eyeballs hanging from the light fixtures, bloody handprints and police tape on the windows, and doll heads used as planters and candy bowls.

She’d confessed to me the night before that she’d always loved Halloween growing up, but her mother hated everything about it to the point where she refused to even buy Rynn a costume to wear, leaving her the only kid not dressed for the parades the schools put on.

So, clearly, the way she went overboard was a way of healing that sad, inner child who was never allowed to indulge in the things she loved.

“All this effort, we should be having a Halloween party,” Levee said, always looking for a reason to party.

I could see by the way that Rynn perked up that there was going to be no way of denying her that.

“Should invite the Ruthless Knights over,” Levee said. “We said we wanted to do it, but haven’t gotten around to it.”

“You could run it by Huck the next time you see him,” I said, shrugging.

He really was interested in having them as allies. And what better way to have someone over but for a legit holiday sort of party.

Decorations, food, candy, girls, drinks.

The usual shit.

“Eddie and I would have a blast figuring out a Halloween-themed menu,” Rynn said, already seeming like she had a dozen ideas.

“Can’t make ‘em dress up, though,” Levee said. “But I’d be into the club girls showing up in ‘slutty kitty’ or ‘sexy tiger’ costumes…”

“Naughty Nurse has always been a favorite of mine,” Coast said with a smirk as he handed a tibia to Rynn.

“It is a classic for a reason,” Rynn agreed. Though she much preferred costumes that had more of an effort put into them. She was having her damn Morticia floor-length black dress specially made to fit her like a glove. And, apparently, my Gomez suit too.

Josie informed me that there might be outfits for the cats as well. I’ll admit, I was going to get popcorn to sit back and watch her try to put anything on that hellcat Binx.

“Maybe I should invite Josie to the party,” Rynn mused to herself out loud as she connected a leg bone to a hip bone. “These things should come assembled. I’m not a fucking doctor,” she grumbled.

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