Pumpkin Heads

There’s something about a Halloween romance that works because the whole night is already half-costume, half-permission. Two people who don’t know each other, thrown together in the chaos of a pumpkin patch, the dark creeping in early, the season already making everything feel temporary and reckless. It’s the kind of setup that could be saccharine, but done right it’s just honest—you meet someone, time runs out, and for one night that matters more than it should. The best of that kind of story doesn’t pretend the ending is happy, just that it was real.