Jonathan’s Greenhouse and You Pick farm had the best looking pumpkins this year. Four acres of pumpkins were behind the greenhouse in a lit field. I was glad they had lights out there, this time of year it gets dark so early. There was only two weeks left until Halloween and Greg was supposed to meet me after work tonight to pick out our pumpkins. The kids were still visiting Grandma and Grandpa and wouldn’t be home for another two days. That would give me plenty of time to get the pumpkins done. Jenny (age three) and Bobby (age five) always wanted to help carve the pumpkins but I would beat them to it. They could pick out their own Halloween costumes this year, that would make them happy. Greg said he would stuff the giant spider with leaves and hang all the little ghosts on the willow tree by the front walk. I tried to talk him into getting a mechanical skeleton that rattled when someone walked by, but he said not this year, money was a little tight.
When I got out of work it was already getting dark and a little chilly, so I started the car and let it warm up a bit then I turned the lights on and headed for the greenhouse. I had to head north on Highway 13 for about 25 miles, then go east on Little Fox Road for another 20 miles. It would take me a good hour and a half to get there only because Little Fox Road was not paved and very dark. There were a lot of accidents on Little Fox Road. Most of them were people in their teens looking for a place to get high. They didn’t realize how many curves were on this road and when you went too fast, the gravel made your tires slip and there you went, over the side of the road. I turned on the radio to help pass the time on my long drive and tried to find a station. No such luck. I couldn’t get a signal out here. That was probably for the best since I could see the turn off for Little Fox Road up ahead. I slowed down and put on my signal for a right turn. Suddenly there was a gray mist in front of me and I couldn’t see a thing. I slammed my foot on the brake and skidded to a stop. Good thing I had slowed down or I would have hit the corner of the stone bridge. Where did all this mist come from? It wasn’t here a minute ago. I sat for a minute wondering what to do when the mist started to lift enough for me to see the road. I couldn’t see very far ahead, but I could see enough to drive very slowly. I eased my way through the little stone bridge and onto the gravel road when out of the corner of my eye I saw what looked like a very large dog coming toward the car and then without warning it just disappeared. I let out a scream. Not wanting to stick around and find out what it was or what had happened to it I stepped on the gas, hit the door lock button and headed for the greenhouse. My heart was racing, but there had to be an explanation. After all, it was close to Halloween and it could have been someone in a costume. I was driving a bit too fast for this road so I decided to slow down a bit. I had to think rationally. The mist was not an uncommon occurrence on this particular road. No one could ever say what caused it, but it happened on a regular basis. The dog…well that was another story. It didn’t really look like a dog. It was just too big, and then where did it go?
As I approached the greenhouse I put the incident out of my mind. I could see Greg’s car in the parking lot, so I pulled in and parked next to his car and shut off the ignition. It seemed funny that ours were the only cars there being so close to Halloween. This place is usually packed with people. Well, at least we could have our pick of the pumpkins. I wanted at least six big ones. I couldn’t see Greg anywhere so I got out of the car and headed for the field to see if he started without me. As I was walking across the lot, I could see the lit field and the gleaming pumpkins and I thought to myself, “Look at all the pretty pumpkins.” There was a glorious full moon so that added to the beauty of the night.
I walked out into the field and got about half-way across when the lights went out. I stopped in my tracks and tried to get my bearings when I heard a howl and loud rustling noises on the other side of the field. My eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness. I could see a shape coming across the field toward me. My heart was racing, I thought I would pass out with fright. It was the largest wolf I had ever seen and as it got closer, got up on its hind legs and walked toward me. I was frozen to the spot and terrified. The wolf got closer and towered above me. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing and when I looked up at the wolf, I recognized the eyes. It was Greg. The huge fangs spread into an uncannily familiar grin before he loped out of the field into the woods.