1) I saw this girl on the subway Saturday night. She seemed apprehensive at best about her costume choice.

2) She got off the subway. Clearly she knew she’d made a terrible mistake.

At this point I thought I’d seen the last of her. My train was continuing on and as much as I wanted to, I couldn’t follow her around all night.



CUT TO SUNDAY:

3) I get a text from a friend. He was walking around the city. And, in what I can only describe as a true Halloween miracle, he spotted HER.

And that’s the story of Mr. (Mrs.) Peanut.