Boo! (Or, Crossing The River Styx In Costume)

My favorite Halloween was at the end of my least-favorite year. I was ten-years-old. My parents were separated, soon-to-be divorced (saw that comin’, right?). My mother was in Washington, DC. Chris and I were with our father in Oak Park, Illinois. It was, as I’ve written before, a particularly dark, confusing and chaotic time. In…

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