“Frank, what are we?”
“We’re pumpkins, Ike.”
“But if we’re pumpkins, how come we’re white?”
“Halloween came and went, and when Christmas came along, they decorated us up as snowmen. Or at least the heads of them.”
“Oh, nice, Frank.”
“If you say so.”
“What do you mean?”
“Ike, just wait and see.”
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“Frank, are you still there?”
“Yes, Ike.”
“We’re changing. I feel it on the inside.”
“If you say so.”
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“Frank, look at you.”
“I can’t see myself, Ike. I can’t even see you now.”
“Frank, I’m scared.”
“I know.”
“Frank, what are we?”
“We’re friends.”
“I mean, what are we? What are we becoming?”
“We’re pumpkins, Ike. We’ve been pumpkins. We are pumpkins. We will always be pumpkins.”
“Are you sure?”
“I’m sure.”
“That’s good to know, Frank. Good to know.”
“Good bye, Ike.”
“Frank, don’t leave me.”
“Frank … Frank ….”



