The headlights of the car pulling into the driveway cast SPOOKY
shadows along the living room walls.

Amanda put down the Christmas CARDS she was writing and slipped her
bathrobe on over her flannel NIGHTGOWN, tying the sash as best she
could over her very pregnant figure.

She opened the door just in time to see Lee nestle their sleeping
daughter against his shoulder. "Hi. How was the Christmas FAIR?"

"Surprisingly, it was really fun. Of course, your daughter had to
taste every sticky, GOOEY, chocolaty treat they had. It's a wonder
she isn't sick to her stomach."

"Come on, let's put her to bed. Then I'll reward you for your heroic
deeds." She winked and led the way upstairs.

End.