A Halloween Story

Yesterday was my step-sister’s birthday. My step-mother gave birth to her shortly after immigrating to Montreal from South Africa.

My step-mother was in the hospital, recovering from the birth, and a nurse brought in her dinner. The nurse left, and my step-mother broke down into tears. She cried and cried until the patient in the next bed called for help.

The nurse hurried in, and asked my step-mother why she was crying. She explained that her newborn baby had died. “Why?” the nurse asked.

My step-mother explained that she’d gotten a black napkin and place-mat with her dinner, so she assumed that must be the case.

My step-sister was fine. It turns out that they don’t have Halloween in South Africa.

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