Josh donned his ghost costume. It wasn’t his best costume, but it was pretty much what he could think of at the last minute.
Carrying a map, the whole neighborhood was plotted out. A record was going to be set this year. The record for the most houses hit in one night. Of course, it was not just any set of houses that he decided on. It would be in the Golden Oaks subdivision. From his experience in the past, this was the neighborhood that gave out the most candy.
Everything was plotted out with precision. In addition to the map, he had a GPS to track all the coordinates of each house that he visited. There would not be any wasted time. Just ring the doorbell, yell “Trick or Treat!”, get candy and run to the next house. From testing this, he found that this would only take at least 20 seconds at the most. Longer if the person takes a while to get to the door.
At 5:48 p.m., it began. Josh started at the first house. He would make a circle, starting with all the houses on one side, going through the cul-de-sac, and then finishing with all the houses on the other side.
So far, the procedure went like clockwork. 20 houses were hit in 15 minutes. There was, however, one house that slowed him down. It was Old MacGregor’s house. Because of him, Josh sadly was not able to break the candy record.
After that house, Josh hit the rest. Well, at least the ones that he could hit before the Trick or Treating ended. Old MacGregor’s house upset his whole route, and he wasn’t able to get to the houses that he wanted. With a heavy garbage bag filled with candy, Josh dumped it all out on the floor of his room, sighing. To remedy this failure, he would skip MacGregor’s house next year.
“Next year,” Josh said with a sigh. “I’ll surely break it next year….”
©2012 K. L. Walker