Halloween Costume

It took almost two weeks of sitting and enjoying the accordion concerts before the girl said anything to Gonga. And even then it was simply a compliment to his music.

Her research project was going well, though it was a hassle to find anything at all after the disruption of the fire. Library staff had taken the opportunity to completely re-organize the way the Historic Collection was categorized and Susan volunteered to spend part of her library staff hours helping with the process. So, while the research project itself was on hold, she was able to see so many items she would never have dreamed of exploring otherwise.

Gonga’s investigation was also on hold. The higher-ups weren’t telling him anything. Either because they didn’t want to trust him with such weighty secrets, or more likely, they didn’t know anything themselves and didn’t want to admit it.

At any rate, it was time to think about Halloween. Some sorority was raising money in Speaker’s Circle today with a pumpkin carving contest. Gonga ran through a couple renditions of Bach’s Toccata and Fugue in D Minor to help set the mood. Of course, no one else knew the title of the song. They just heard creepy pipe-organ music. The girls squealed in excitement and thanked him.

King Kong would be a good costume for him, Gonga decided. Now he just had to find a girl small enough to be Ann Darrow. Then things would be perfect.

The girl in the blue backpack plopped down about ten yards away from him and smiled. Susan was having a good day. The sight of pumpkin carving made her happy.

When she finally headed in towards the library Gonga had made up his mind. Once he made her understand his idea, she just started laughing.

“Stand up,” she said.

Gonga stood and suddenly realized that he had a least a foot and half on her. He grinned sheepishly behind his mask. This was going to be better than he thought.