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Caleb dropped his eyes and picked at his food

“Ron?” I queried

Color stained Caleb’s cheeks and I chuckled “You did not go as Herer,” I said

“Shut up, Martha-Stewart-lover”

“Hermione?” I asked “Really?”

“What? She was the smartest of the three of the off all of Hermione’s many attributes

I waited until he was finished to say, “Not buying it”

Caleb frowned, then deflated “Fine,” he bit out “My brother used to go as Ron Weasley and his friend, Pete, went as Harry”

I s hard on Pete, huh?” I sent Caleb a wink and he immediately threw one of the leftover dinner rolls at ht!” He paused and then sested it because he thought Hermione esome and we’d look cool as the trio But I do think Herer

“My mother loved Martha Stewart We used to watch her show all the time and we constantly tried out her recipes and crafty shit My sister wasn’t into that stuff But even though I sucked attie after Martha’s designs Afterthe show and reading the azine I have a subscription”

Caleb stared at est time “You couldn’t have just said you have a freakishly weird obsession with her?” he groused “You had to go and say so up as a girl for five years straight because I was perving on my brother’s friend”

I srabbed the roll he’d tossed atat it, but stopped when I replayed his words “Wait, five years straight? Weren’t your brother and his friend older than you? Wouldn’t they have stopped trick-or-treating a couple of years before you?”

“Shut up,” was all Caleb said