This year we had more trick-or-treaters than ever. They started knocking on my door at 5:30 p.m. By 7:45 p.m., I was out of candy. Most people turn off their porch lights and call it a night when they are out of candy. But around 8 p.m. when my doorbell rang, I opened the door and told a group of 10-year-olds that I was so sorry I had no candy left for them. One of the little boys reached into his bag and gave me three pieces of candy. I looked at him, and he said, “It’s okay, I have enough.” I’m so glad I opened my door.
Georgia McGraw, Washington