Fannie is planning her Halloween costume, Pearl, with a great deal of enthusiasm.  On Monday she's going to be a witch.  But by Tuesday she's scheming about turning her dance leotard into a boa constrictor skin complete with lumps to suggest undigested small mammals.  Her excitement is contagious.  Louise wants to darn that old flapper dress she used to let us borrow for dance contests and wear it to greet the trick or treaters who come to the door.  I remember the year you were the pig.  Do you still have that photo?

I Remain As Always,
Your Devoted Miss Blue