The Halloween Candy Haul
The real event started after trick-or-treating: dumping the pillowcase onto the living-room floor and sorting the haul into a personal taxonomy — chocolate aristocracy, fruity middle class, the circus-peanut underclass. Then came the trading floor: sibling negotiations with exchange rates everyone understood (one full-size anything was worth a fistful of anything else). And the parental 'safety inspection' tax: unwrapped candy confiscated, suspicious pinholes examined, a few 'tested' Snickers never seen again.