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Trick or treat on Halloween (I)
    2015-10-28  08:53    Shenzhen Daily

    Carlene awoke to a pair of glittering, malicious eyes.

    “The baby you are giving birth to will be in grave danger,” hissed the man in disguise. He shoved a strip of paper into her hand. “You will be needing our protection.”

    The baby had ashen, slightly indigo lips. He had violet blotches on his torso and his swollen eyelids were pressed into a line. Carlene thought him beautiful. She held him tight in her arms. Then Jacob came and snatched him from her. He said he was to be cremated the next day.

    She now stood amongst the tall, gray undergrowth outside the two-storied cabin, with the baby clinging to her chest above her still-big belly. Her blonde hair, now mottled and lusterless, fell in tangles on her shoulders. She had dark circles around her eyes. The strip of paper crumpled in her fist read “Haven of Jeopardized Babies” along with the address and the name of the owner, Mrs. Hutchinson.

    “You are Carlene?” A voice from behind startled her. Carlene spun on her heels. A small, hunched figure loomed in the midnight light.

    “I came for protection,” Carlene croaked. “My husband…”

    “I understand,” said Mrs. Hutchinson. She fumbled with a string of keys as she walked past Carlene. The door screeched open and Carlene followed her into the parlor. A lamp glowed faintly. A curtained window adorned the opposite wall. Carlene surveyed Mrs. Hutchinson’s shadowed face, which had wrinkles like cobwebs, and she had thin, ivory-colored hair.

    “Your room is upstairs,” said Mrs. Hutchinson.

    The windowless room had a bed and a cradle. Jacob visited her in her sleep, with a pair of dripping shears in his hands and his canine tooth shimmering in the light. Carlene bolted upright between the tangled sheets.

    “My baby,” she muttered as she shoved the nipple of a bottle between the baby’s cold lips. “Mommy will protect you…be a good boy and drink…”

    Carlene tucked the baby back into the cradle. She could hear crickets chirruping in the distance. To her right, the moon shone through a rectangular window.

    Carlene shook. She walked dreamily toward the moon. Her fingers traced the cold windowsill. The night was starless. A face appeared in the window. Carlene screamed.

    “Shhhhh!” said the face. It was the pale little face of a pretty girl with pigtails and a tall wizard hat. Another face popped up, and another; faces of men and women, costumed and pale, clustered around the window. Carlene took a step back.

    A man with crooked lips and red eye makeup grinned, flashing gigantic white teeth.

    “It’s Halloween, missy!” he squealed. “Trick or treat!”

    “What do you want?” Carlene trilled, sweat accumulating in her palms.

    “The baby, ma’am,” piped the little girl in the wizard hat.

    (To be continued next week)

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