Big blue eyes look at her so hopefully, she just can’t say no. “I’ll be there.” “Yes!” Abbie’s shout is triumphant as she scoots forward in her chair in a flash, hitting her pumpkin by accident so it rolls onto its side. “You promise?” “Well, I do love Halloween.” Caroline offers her pinky, covered in pumpkin guts and all. Abbie links hers and then giggles when their fingers slide against one another.
