Book Four: Chapter 169

Beth laughed, a warm, carefree sound that filled the front hall. “It’s Halloween, and we actually have trick-or-treaters! Do you want to pass out candy?” Her eyes sparkled as she tilted her head, watching the little feet scurrying up the walkway. The glow of carved pumpkins flickered in the twilight, casting dancing shadows across the porch.

Dana shook her head, leaning against the stair railing. “No, thanks. Have you ever had a freshly made sopapilla?” She wrinkled her nose in distaste. “‘Cause kids smell like those to me. I’m good up here, thanks.” Her tail flicked lazily behind her, betraying her mild annoyance with the crowds gathering below.

“Suit yourself.” Beth slid down the stairs carefully, holding the candy bucket in one hand. She spotted Quetzalli crouched near the front door, handing out sweets to a group of kids all dressed as Power Rangers. A couple of them yelped when they got