Tommy Tsunami
Tommy hated Halloween. This wasn't a dislike of it. It wasn't the sort of hate of a boy who looked at trick or treating as baby stuff. It was the hate of a boy who had spent the last few Halloweens in babyish costumes. This year would be different. As far as he was concerned, he would stay barricaded in his room all day and not emerge until the first of November, if not school on Monday (just to be safe). He was already starting to see the flaw in his plan when boredom set in right after lunch, but he remained firm. The news that Eric and Jake would be hanging out right down the hall, between him and the stairs, no less, only made him more determined. "Tomcat." Dad called through the closed and locked door. Tommy jumped. "Yeah?" "You're not putting down roots in there, are you?" "No." "Well, come on out." "I can't." "What do you mean?" Dad tried the doorknob and Tommy panicked. He knew Dad could get i...