Taking the trash out into the alley behind our place, I ran into this …

“Uh oh,” I thought, “there’s a story here somewhere.”

A discarded (before Halloween!) strange-looking jack-o’-lantern hunkering down at the feet of a thoroughly smashed mirror.

I moved closer, snapping a few photos (I’m not sure why).

“How very sad,” I cringed, “and somebody’s in for some bad luck!”

“You obviously know not of that which you speak,” a crystal clear voice came from the shards.

I walked away, educated.