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My son says, “Wouldn’t it be funny if a business called itself ‘The Pumpkin Patch,’ but instead of you picking pumpkins from a field, they patch your carved pumpkins? Like, you bring in your jack-o-lantern and they put the eyes and stuff back in.”
“That would be funny,” Lissa, my wife, says.
I picture it: Would you bring in the cut-out pieces, had to have saved them?
“Rex.”
“I said it was funny.”
“You didn’t,” Lissa says. “You were imagining it instead.”
“That’s way better,” I say. Then, “You know you’re beautiful.”
Lissa closes her eyes, purses her lips. Glows.
Photo Credit: Shawn Campbell
I really like the way you wrote this. The way you revealed they were pumpkins could really be overlooked.