I pulled up in front of our house and stepped out of the truck.
My sister stepped out of the front door and stood with her arms crossed.
“How many did you get?”
I brushed the dust off my shirt and pointed towards the truck.
“Eighty seven, to be precise.”
“That’s quite a haul. Even the others did decently. A tally of 231 pumpkins today.”
“Not good enough. It’s only a few weeks to Halloween.”
“We will step it up.”
“We have to. That’s the only we can take on Jack-o-Lantern, the Pumpkin Peddler. Defeating his armies before they come alive, is our only chance at reducing his prism of power.”
I solemnly nodded at her.
This year would be the year we finally defeat Jack-o-Lantern.
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