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One Creepy Crawly Story

Dug in my cache of stories and found a tale not shared before… and just in time for Jack-O-Lantern’s Creepy Crawly Day. The only problem with this one, it wasn’t Halloween.

It was the day after Christmas. My father had just left for an out-of-town meeting, which made it the perfect opportunity for my sister and I to go out clubbing. Our mother wasn’t as much of a stickler about our curfew. She was nothing like our father. Not only did he want us home before 2am, but he would often camp out at the window until we got home, and then punish us the following day by taking away our allowance if we missed our curfew. Once he even showed up at the club, oh how embarrassing, shouting out for my sister who darted through the crowd to avoid him seeing her. Luckily it was dark inside, and crowded, and the music was as loud as it was... coupled by the fact no one but her girlfriend knew her name.

But this night he was away. This was the year we got our double-breast maxi coats… DBs we used to c…