« This is a bold new direction. »
« You can’t judge my house today! Someone has ruined everything! »
One of the judges looked over his shoulder.
« Well, Elaine, that’s certainly a bold new direction. »
I took a sip of coffee. Next to me, Owen let out a small, muffled cry, trying not to laugh.
Elaine’s entire front yard was covered in toilet paper.
« Someone has ruined everything! »
Long white ribbons hung from each tree, fluttering in the morning breeze.
His expensive plastic skeletons had become entangled in it, his bushes looked like enormous cotton balls, and his huge inflatable pumpkin had practically disappeared under the white layers.
But our masterpiece sat right next to his front door.
« A very creative use of everyday materials. »
A large cardboard sign on which two words were painted in crooked black letters:
« OLD WITCH »
Below, Owen had drawn a witch with a crooked nose, huge ears and a broomstick.
