Halloween

We returned to an entirely different Kiev than we had left. Everything was quiet and deserted. People walked around with scarves or masks over their faces, spending as little time in public as possible. The entire city had gone into terrified hiding, right in time for Halloween. They don't celebrate Halloween in Ukraine, and after the night train from Lviv, I wasn't in the mood for it anyway. After a long afternoon at home with Lesya, I decided that something must be done. I met Camille at the school by her house (in the same apartment building, actually) and we made Halloween brownies for a sick friend.

Or tried to.