Sue held a notepad: “Okay kids, I need Halloween costume lists.”
“I want to be Wonder Woman,” her husband replied.
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Welcome back to Tuesday’s Tale, a weekly feature where we collaborate to write a story. Previous Tuesday’s Tales include Café Noir and Uhn-Real! We follow the basic rules of the “Yes, And” improvisational game – accept everything written so far as part of the story, and add your own paragraph (or so) where the last addition left off – except you needn’t begin your addition with “Yes, and.” I’ll start the story….
“Da-a-a-ad!” Terri objected, pronouncing each of the four syllables in a different octave, “I want to be Wonder Woman!”
“So did I,” Sue muttered quietly. She looked at Ron. “Dear, don’t you think that might be … inappropriate?”
Her husband shook his head. “Terri went as the Hubble Telescope last year. Yeah, most astronomers are men, but we both agreed she should ignore silly gender barriers.”
Terri cleared her throat. “First, the Hubble Telescope is a thing. It has no gender. Wonder Woman is a woman. It’s right there in her name!”
“And the Hubble Telescope is named for a man,” Victor put in, still upset that his sister won the neighborhood costume prize last year. “And this year I want to be a zombie.”
“You were a zombie last year,” Sue said.
Victor shook his head. “It didn’t look right. I want parts falling off and stuff, like the real ones.”
“I can arrange parts falling off,” Sue muttered quietly.
Terri huffed. “There are no real zombies.”
“And there’s no real Wonder Woman!” Victor shot back.
Ron looked at Sue. “Good thing you asked a week ahead of time.”
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