The Playroom: Werewolf mom

BY Maraya Steadman '89, '90MBA

The Harvest Moon shines over the parking lot as I am walking into the grocery store, I stop in front of a display in the middle of the store and snarl at the fun-size candy bars, growl at the glow sticks and watch as bags of candy corn slowly empty onto the floor after I’ve slashed them open with the sharp edge of my bad attitude. When it comes to Halloween, I am more of a werewolf than a princess.

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