Before trick or treating can begin, there is a night of tricking called Devil’s night. It is upon one such night that found my best friend and I attempting to hog-tie my father’s old Volkswagon with a rope. We were being quiet, barely talking above a whisper. We had the rope knotted at the door handle and wrapped around the car a couple of times when the porch light of my house turn on. We ducked down on the street side of the car. I peered through the driver side window to see who it was. My father, B.B. gun in hand, hollered, “Who&lsq...
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