Before we even got out of our own driveway, we ran into our neighbor Mr.Mitchell and his kid Jeremy.So of course they tagged along with us.Manny and Jeremy wouldn't trick-or-treat at any houses with spooky decorations on them, so that ruled out pretty much every house on our block.Dad and Mr. Mitchell started talking about football or something, and every time one of them wanted to make a point, they'd stop walking.Blah Blah Blah So we were hitting only about one houses every twenty minutes.After a couple hours, Dad and Mr. Mitchell took the little kids home.I was glad, because that meant me and Rowley could take off.My pillowcase was almost empty, so I wanted to make up as much time as possible.A little while later, Rowley told me he needed a "potty break."I made him hold off for another forty-five minutes.But by the time we got to my gramma's house, it was pretty clear that if I didn't let Rowley use the bathroom, it was gonna get messy.So I told Rowley if he wasn't back outside in one minute, I was gonna start helping myself to his candy.