Saturday night’s snowstorm felt more like some cruel trick of nature than a tasty Halloween treat. Jaithan and I had just settled into the library, an ironstone bowl of herbed popcorn between us and the Exorcist (Part 2) on the tube, when the lights began to flicker. At 10:58 pm, as though the swift, final good night for days, the power went out in our house and about a million others across Connecticut. But despite these darkened streets, Jaithan and I did manage to illuminate the way for the courageous few trick-or-treaters in our town, warming ourselves with hot toddies and carving pumpkins by candlelight. Now this was a Halloween to remember!






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