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A micro-story for Halloween

     This is a micro-story a wrote a long while ago. I haven't seen it in a while but I'm briefly recounting it here try to recall the same style I've used before without much effort rushing to be just in time for Halloween and I re-edit it later because I can't remember my exact words now. From then to now, I've just found out with an internet search that the phrase from my short story [spoiler alert] "I'm your period sorry I'm late" became popular humorous expression cataloged by Linguee website. The original version of this story was written by me soon after a trip to Spain, where I learned from Latin Americans I've found there that "Diego" is an usual euphemism name they use to call the devil in Spanish-speaking countries.


 
   I was doing my habitual tasks on Halloween evening when the bell door rang. There must be kids asking for "treat or tricks", I though, searching for the glass jar half-full of candies. As I opened the door, I saw a boy dressed all in red staring at me. "I'm your period, sorry I'm late" he said. I gave him a bag filled with the whole content of the jar, a pack of chocolates I've found in the kitchen and all the cookies for the whole next mont I had in the pantry.

by Alex Webb
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