“Yeah, well, what is that?” Finn asked, pointing at Easton’s pumpkin. “It’s Olive!” he said proudly. The three of us stared at his carving. Pumpkin Olive had a triangle nose taking up most of her face, a gaping mouth that made her look like she was forever screaming, and a weird half-circle that might be… hair?
Doesn’t Easton make furniture? I feel like he should be at least half decent on this…
