After contemplating several, we picked the perfect ones. Mine and his. We gently placed them in the back of his hatchback. We drove out of the dusty lot, happy with our purchases, discussing how we would carve them. As we made a sharp left turn out of the parking area we heard a loud *snap* and *crash* as the pumpkins in the back rolled around. We stopped, wondering how to prevent them from bruising or worse yet, bursting, before arriving home.

Seat belts are a wonderful thing.

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