We were breaking down the Halloween setup at the end of the driveway, and I was playing spooky music to set the mood. I wanted to get everything in before the next round of rain came through.

This started playing after Monster Mash, and The Young Prince perked his ears up.

“The Exorcist?” he asked with an impish smile.

I grunted. “Yeah. I think this is what your mom and I danced to it at our wedding reception.”

Just then, a peal of thunder and a flash of lightning split the sky. I felt a burning sensation at the back of my head. Turning around, I spied the love of my life trying to bore a hole in my cranium with her mind.

Ah, love. Sweet, sweet love.