I'm Pat Bodnar. October thirty-first is Halloween. In the spirit of this ancient holiday, we present a story written by Special English reporter Caty Weaver. It's called The Boy on Graves-End Road. Kelly Ryan was making dinner. Her ten-year-old son Benjamin was watching television in the living room. Or at least she thought he was. Kelly asked, «Benny-boy, do you want black beans or red beans?» Ben answered, «Red beans, Mama.» Kelly said, «Don't do that, Ben. You scared me half to death! You're going to get it now.» Ben had come up quietly right behind her. Kelly said, «I'll get back to you, stinker!» Kelly goes to the phone, but as soon as she lays her hand on it, the ringing stops. Kelly said, «How strange. Oh, the beans!» Kelly turns her attention back to cooking. As soon as she does, the phone rings again. Kelly said, «Honey, can you get that?» Ben answered, «Hello? Oh, hi. Yes, I remember. Sure, it sounds fun. Let me ask my mom. Can you hold? She might want to talk to your mom. Oh, OK. See you tomorrow.» Kelly said, «Ben, your rice and beans are on the table. Let's eat. So, what was that call about?» Ben said, «That was Wallace Gray. You know him, from class. He wants to play tomorrow. Can I go home with him after school? Please, Mom? I get bored around here waiting for you after work.»