"...There's a photograph of her trick-or-treating with her father when she was six, he in a suit, she wearing a ghost costume that her father made. Holly vaguely recalls that her mother, who usually took her (often dragging her from house to house), had the flu that year. In the picture, Howard Gibney is smiling. She thinks she was smiling, too, although with that sheet over her head it's impossible to tell.
'I was, though,' Holly murmurs. 'Because he didn't drag me so he could get back home and watch TV.' Also, he didn't remind her to say thank you at every house but simply assumed she would do so.
As she always did.
But it isn't the plaque she wants, or the Halloween photograph, or the pressed flowers, or her father's obituary, carefully clipped and saved.
It's the postcard..."
Holly by Stephen King
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