INKtober ~ Day, The Thirty-First
Our well-to-do-Spinster waved goodbye to the last little Trick-Or-Treaters. Hallowe'en was nary the only day she wrestled with her difficult life decision. But whenever it came she welcomed all the little sons and daughters she never had. And it warmed her heart to see them express themselves in different costumes. "Goodbye my darlings." she thought. "I will see ye next year..."