Being a parent means having favorites. Mine is fall. My grandmother’s last sunrise. Halloween carnival games and haunted houses. Cider mills, hayrides, and blisters from raking leaves at senior homes. The garden rotting. Leaves crunching. Green turning to brown. Fall is memory, imagination, transformation. And scary movies. These are the films that left their mark on me.
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