Ah, the days of the Pumpkin Festival are nearly upon us! What great opportunity for the girls to do the meet and greet with their adoring fans! But how hot does it get under the limelight? And what is this mysterious jewel coming to the town? We shall see!
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SHDYCF2 Chapter 17 A Picture Worth a Thousand WordCHAPTER SEVENTEEN
A Picture Worth A Thousand Words
The morning of the pumpkin festival dawned cold and blue, without a cloud to be seen. The wind, however, seemed to delight in reminding everyone how it had chased them away, snapping at everyone's heels with bitter cold, so folk dressed in bulky jackets over their costumes for the festival, if they hadn't chosen warm, full-suited costumes in the first place.
Sylvie and Taryn had been at the booth for hours already, smiling with family after family as they passed by, strangers for the most part, though Sylvie had already seen her entire swim team show up that morning. It hadn't been too bad, she admitted silently to herself. Certainly no one seemed too fussed that the camera was a modern digital camera, or the costumes that they'd brought for the other people that wanted them to wear were second-hand and cheap compared to theirs, or that the pictures were ten dollars each. They lined up outside their booth so far that it ran nearl
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SHDYCF2 Chapter 15 PropertyCHAPTER FIFTEEN
Property?
Sylvie woke up feeling refreshed. Outside, the sun shone and the air, though cool, promised to be dry and pleasant.
Perfect weather for pumpkin carving, she thought.
Walking back into the house, she discussed her plan to get some gourds at Joe's Market in town.
"I'm not sure what I'll carve yet, until I get them home."
"That's half the fun." Her mom said, sipping coffee from her mug as she sat at the breakfast table. "It sounds like fun. I shouldn't be at the office long today, I'll just need to file a couple of papers, then I should be done."
"Sweet." Sylvie enthused. "Will you go shopping with us? Or should I get a pumpkin for you?"
"That depends, when were you planning on going to Joe's?" her mother asked.
Sylvie glanced at the clock. "Perhaps in a little bit." She said. "I've got to clean up in the garage and take care of the backyard. Then I can go get the pumpkins."
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