Wicked QueenThe story prompt this week from my Story Circle was “Bees,” and although I have been stung and don’t react well to it, my most memorable story about stinging insects is actually about wasps.

The weather had turned cold very suddenly one day, as weather is likely to do in Central Texas when winter approaches.  The days had become just a little cooler over the past week, but we were still enduring over eighty degree weather nearly every day and the calendar had reached October’s end.

October was the hallowed month of my childhood.

I spent most of my younger years in Northwest Washington where October meant brisk mornings and cool evenings.  It meant the changing of the leaves as the days grew ever chillier, and the approach of one of my favorite holidays; Halloween!

While most children longed for Christmas, I thought that was a great holiday, but nothing beat Halloween.

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