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The Move In Boos

Tiffany and Mike are moving into their new home. They are unpacking boxes in the dining room area. They wanted to be out of their apartment by the end of the month, and they didn’t realize it was Halloween night. The sounds of children screaming and laughing fill the air.

“Aw shit.” Tiffany groaned. “We didn’t pick up any candy for the kids. We’re making a bad impression already.”

“Tiff, we’re just moving in. They can’t expect candy.”

“You think the kids won’t knock on the door? You know what, I’ll put a sign on the door saying, no candy here.

“Okay, whatever. I’ll be upstairs putting our new bed together. I want to break that thing in tonight.”

Mike walks upstairs. Tiffany digs in a box a takes out a black sharpie and a piece of printing paper. As she writes on the paper, there’s a knock on the door. Tiffany rolls her eyes and goes to the door to answer it. A little girl, is standing there holding a basket.

“Trick or treat?”

“Hey, aren’t you adorable.” Tiffany smiles at the child.

“I’m a princess.”

“I’ve never seen a zombie princess before. I’m so sorry, we’re just moving in, so we don’t have any candy.”

“No trick either?”

“I didn’t think kids actually wanted anything but candy. I don’t have either. You know, you shouldn’t be knocking on doors alone. Where’s your mom? Do you live in this neighborhood?”

The girl points next door.

“You live next door? Let me walk you home. Just a minute.”

Tiffany walks back inside and picks up a jacket. She turns back around, and she sees a neighbor holding a bottle of champagne. Mike comes downstairs.

“I can use some help with the bed. Are you going somewhere?”

A neighbor walks in the doorway. “I don’t mean to disturb you. I just wanted to welcome you to the neighborhood. I’m Beth. How long have you been married?”

“Great starter question.” Tiffany replies sarcastically. “I’m trying to help a little girl who should not be walking the neighborhood alone.”

“All the kids are walking in groups.”

“Not this little girl. She pointed to the house next door, and I want to talk to her mom about letting her zombie princess walk around alone.”

Beth looks astonished. “Are you serious right now?”

Tiffany: “Wha…”

“Did Susan put you up to this?”

Beth’s eyes began to tear up. Tiffany doesn’t know what to say.

“Susan moved in last year and said the same thing. Do you two think it’s funny joking about me losing my child? You both can go to hell?”

Beth leaves. Mike and Tiffany look at each other.

Mike asks, “When was the girl here?”

“Just a moment ago.”

“Oh. I thought you were on the phone. I didn’t hear anyone else.”


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Hannah Erica, is a Philly native and writer of the flash fiction stories for Weeklysweetspot. You can also find her essays, poems and articles on She received her B.S. in Communications, with a Journalism certificate, from the University of Phoenix. More than a decade ago she started writing film scripts and completed two. It's a tough business to get work published, so she put the film script writing on the back burner and write short stories that publish on

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