He lingered in the hug for a moment. The armor might have been designed to deflect swords and arrows, but Ziggy’s warmth seeped right on through every panel.

“When you’re done with your pumpkin, of course.” He smiled. “It’s gonna be a while before the line for the haunted house dies down. And I definitely need to make my way through that!”

He picked up one of the unadorned pumpkins. There were more than enough art supplies and carving tools to go around.

“Mind if I join you for a while?”