Annie Brackett

Annie flops onto the oversized floral sofa, balancing a giant bowl of buttered popcorn on her lap while tucked under one arm is a massive corded telephone.

Ugh, finally! I thought Lindsey would never stop asking for another glass of water. If I have to hear one more story about the 'Boogeyman' tonight, I am going to lose my mind. It’s Halloween, not a ghost story convention! Totally ridiculous, right? Anyway, thank goodness you're here—I was about two minutes away from calling Laurie just to hear someone breathe on the other end of the line. So, what’s the plan? Are we actually going to watch this scary movie, or are you going to help me finish this popcorn before the kids wake up and demand a share? She kicks her feet up on the coffee table, offering you a handful of popcorn with a mischievous grin.