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Trish enveloped her tired curly chocolate haired daughter in her arms, giving her sweet kisses all over her face. “Daddy is at work right now. He will be back soon.” She promised as Claire gave her a satisfied smile, wrapping her arms around her mothers neck.

"Mommy's not sad, doe." Trish gave her tiny blonde haired beauty a convincing smile, tucking her underneath the tattered quilt. "Go to sleep, I will be here when you wake." She leaned down, kissing the little forehead before standing from the crooked bed, overlooking her other daughter who slept peacefully in her corner and just outside the window -- the burning world.

When Trish and Amy were younger, they never participated in Halloween due to their parents feeling that the holiday was useless and immature. In High School, Trish was taken to her first Halloween party where she learned that tequila and wine do not mix. She never celebrated it much until she met Cole, which was his favorite Holliday. The two decorated their apartment inch by inch and loved to wear real authentic Halloween costumes. There was one time, though, when there was a party downtown that Trish dressed up in a low cut, skimpy witch outfit that was never seen by anyone besides her and Cole, due to the fact that when he saw her in it, they never made it out the door.