When I was a child, we had awitch down the street, around the corner and on the other side of the field. She had the biggest pomegranate tree I have ever seen and half of hung over the broken down fence. We would run through the field and hide in the bushes hoping she would not see us.
As an adult I told this tale to my teen daughter and she wondered about her mother. It was near the halloween and I craved pomegranates and reminded my daughter of the story and told her I knew where there was a big pomegranate tree and I was going to get me some. I grabbed a pillow case and told her I would be back in a little while. Later, I returned home with a pillow case full of pomegranates and she asked where was the tree? The honest person that I am, I told her the truth...
That reminds of the year my son and I visited a neighborhood garage all decked out for Halloween. They had a man dressed as Dracula lying inside a casket but I thought it was a dummy. I went up to it and he sat up...scared the bejesus outta me...I ran clear across the street screaming. Everyone at the house was laughing hysterically at my reaction.
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