I can’t remember the last time I dressed up for Halloween. Actually, maybe I can. It was 20 years ago. I was pregnant and sick. I had a boyfriend who wasn’t being very nice to me. Okay, he was borderline abusive. I lived in a house with a bunch of other people who freaked me out. Slept on a mattress on the floor… It was a sucky existence. So one of the roomies came home from work and discovered it was my birthday. (She was a truck driver, not that it matters to the story, just thought I’d toss that in.) She decided we would go trick-or-treating to celebrate. She took...










