The Last Ride by Paul Melniczek She lifted up her head and peered outside through the frosted window. Wrinkled eyes gazed into the bright sky, and a smile came over the old woman’s face when she saw the full moon, shining away in all it’s harvest glory, a perfect background setting for All Hallow’s Eve. A loud purring reached her ears as a black cat leaped up on the table next to the rocking ch…