Halloween was great on Hickory Hill. The weather was warm and our book covers were a hit, you would have thought they won the lottery. Towards the end of the night we got one little girl that came up to David and just held out her bag. They stared at each other for a good few seconds before she said, "What are you going to give me." Notice I ended that with a period because she did not sound like she was asking a question, more like making a demand.
Then David said, "What are you supposed to say?" and her answer, "Halloween."
I'm still cracking up from their interaction.