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I don’t want to carve a pumpkin. I don’t want bags of candy. I want a party that I would not trade for anything, that would give me memories that nothing could take away.
How could a quiet, reticent woman, raised by the nuns, but who resisted their teachings of the Devil and God, end up as the centerpiece of a Pagan celebration? Why, when the horned man with the beautiful Celtic tattoos covering half of his naked body, drew her in a way that no other man had ever touched her--not only her body, but her mind as he invaded her dreams before Oct. 31.
So she was caught up, against her will, in a strange Halloween custom of trading parties with fellow workers until she ended up on that final night, at that special party.