But I Smile Anyway…

Sue’s photo prompt this week…

Moonlit

Laurence peered out of the window and spotted the moon.
Full again.
Damn!

Why, oh why did he have to born with this affliction that meant he was obliged to go out on these nights?
It was ok in the summer, it was warmer then… but he hated the cold.
Granted, once he was out there, and the transformation took place, the fur was pretty handy.

Usually, he went off to a quiet woods that he had discovered, quite by chance, as a child, and allowed the metamorphosis from human to werewolf occur with no one around. He would then curl up, and wait until dawn, when his form returned to a more acceptable one, and would then go home for a quick kip.
But this full moon was a different one. It was on the eve of the 31^st October.

Halloween.

And all of the local werewolves, witches, ghosts, vampires and assorted other scary sorts, would meet to go out ‘a-scaring’. It was the one night they could really be themselves, and be praised for their looks.

Seriously, he’d be rich if he had a pound for every time someone complimented him on his ‘costume’!
The best thing was that at least he was seen as a novelty on that night, rather than a nightmare!

He checked his watch. 7pm. Right, he had a few hours to get to the forest to allow himself to change into his ‘costume’, before meeting with the rest.
Laurence felt a howl bubbling within himself.
He’d better get his skates on, he didn’t want to scare the neighbours… well, not yet, anyway…