While surfing the net for cheap Halloween candy, I found this little story from Candy Warehouse, which also reads a bit like a fable, complete with moral. I found it perfect for Day 22 of “The 31 Days of Tween Halloween” Perhaps the Alpha moms in the audience can relate, hmm?


The Story of the Halloween Candy Competition
Kitty and Susan had been neighbors for over fifteen years. Kitty lived alone and always wore her fine chestnut colored hair in a big bun; Susan had two daughters and wild blonde curls. The two women were very friendly, chatting almost every morning on Kitty’s porch and sometimes running errands together.
Their friendship was not a perfect one, however, and sometimes competition reared its ugly-but-amusing head. During the holiday season, they both constructed eye-catching Christmas light attractions. Each, for fifteen years, had tried to outdo the other. There were the high points: an all-pink light up present on the front of Kitty’s ranch; an array of not one, not two, but six light-up Santas on Susan’s front lawn. And then there were the low points: Kitty had once found Susan stealing a Santa; Susan suspected Kitty of knocking over her flashing strobe light reindeer.
There was one holiday they loved even more than Christmas: Halloween. Both Susan and Kitty loved to delight the neighborhood kids with outrageous costumes and the most sought-after treats.
A few weeks before the big night, Susan’s oldest daughter Nina walked into the living room to find her mother crouched under the window with a pair of binoculars.
“Mom! You’re totally spying on Kitty!”
“Me! No! What? I was watching Kitty’s garden to make sure there were no…animals.”
“Kitty doesn’t even have a garden anymore, Mom. She took it out last year to make for the singing metallic pumpkin. Why are you spying? Some weird Halloween thing?”
“No, no. You’re so silly. Nobody’s spying, you…bananahead.”
Nina resented the bananahead comment and walked away haughtily.
Susan put the binoculars down and stood up, embarrassed. As she stood up, she saw the mailman walking a package over to Kitty’s doorstep.
“I’ll just take a peak…” She ran over to the porch and saw that it was a package from CandyWarehouse.com- the same site she used (the selection was unbeatable, and the catalog was SUCH a joy to read). She looked around guiltily, grabbed the package, and took it back to her house.
She stared at it for hours, unable to do the right thing and bring it back. Just a peak, she thought to herself. One peak.
Kitty was facing a similar dilemma. She paced frantically around her dining room, trying to decide what to do with the large box she had stolen from Susan’s doorway the day before. For the time being, it sat rather conspicuously underneath a pile of towels on the dining room table.
I’ll just take one peak, she though to herself.
The next morning, Susan walked over shamefully to Kitty’s porch, carrying a rather ripped box. The cardboard looked like it had been attacked by a wild animal.
On Kitty’s porch there was the box labeled for Susan, with layers of electrical tape covering the rips she had made to open it.
Both women sat next to each other, avoiding eye contact. Kitty cleared her throat.
“So…I see you went with the candy corn. That’s a classic.” Susan smiled.
“Well, gosh, you really have it all in your Deluxe Halloween Candy Mix. The kids are going to love it.”
They both stared at the ripped boxes, nodding.
“You know,” Kitty began, “We could do Halloween together this year. We could do a big haunted house!”
“That sounds perfect!” Susan exclaimed. “We could both be witches!”
They talked more and even hugged, agreeing never to let competition get the best of them again.
THE END
Source: Candy Warehouse
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