The Lone Pumpkin

Once upon a time their lived a young boy named Timothy. He lived with his grandmother Abigail in a small house deep in the forest in Langley, British Columbia.
The season was fall, and the month was October. Gone were the hot and lazy days of summer. Instead there was rain and wind.
Halloween was coming up and young timothy wanted to go to a pumpkin farm and get himself a pumpkin to carve so he thought that he would ask his grandmother to take him to a pumpkin farm.
“Grandma could we go to a pumpkin farm and buy a pumpkin to carve” asked Timothy with excitement in his eyes.
“Of course” said his grandmother.
So the next morning Timothy and his grandmother got up early and went to a nearby pumpkin farm. On this particular day the farm was pretty empty. And that made Abigail nervous as she had thought that the farm would be packed with customers since it was a Saturday after all.
But still Abigail and Timothy decided to wander around and look at pumpkins. Timothy was having the time of his life looking at all the different sizes and shapes of pumpkins. Soon another grandmother and grandson came and Abigail started chatting with the grandmother.
The boys both left their grandmothers and went further afield until stumbling upon one lone giant pumpkin all on its own. Suddenly a storm swooped in and the boys vanished. They were trapped inside the pumpkin where they spent the rest of their lives.
What happened to the grandmothers you asked? Well after the storm disappeared the grandmothers forgot they had grandsons, wondered why they were at a pumpkin farm and went home.

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