Halloween Piece Story Beginning

I wrote this in a writing group I am in with some of my friends. I really am enjoying writing it. Please tell me if you want me to post more of it in the future.

The old lady sat by the side of the road. The road to No-Land. Everyday she sat weaving; no one walked the road to No-Land. No one would be so foolish as to place their shining leather boot on to the mosaic of bones that created the road. Old grass seed littered the sides of the road placed in hope that maybe grass would grow, but now it just served as a reminder of how dead the land was here. But still the lady sat weaving her carpet of fate, waiting for the day when someone would take the carpet to No-Land. The land of the dead.

Otto sat in the torn armchair sipping from his hot mug of coffee. His real name was Autumnal because he had been born on September 21^st the Autumnal Equinox. But much to his parents dismay he detested the name and went by Otto. Otto loved Brooklyn, the bustle, the steady sound of cars, and the smell of the Mexican restaurant across from his apartment. On Saturdays he always came to the Cocoa Emporium for a cup of coffee and to hear their weekly jazz performance. A bell tinkled as the front door opened. Otto stood up returning his mug to a plastic dish rack. He walked outside letting the cool Halloween air wash across his face. Today Otto had promised to accompany his best friend Seamus and his wife as they took their twins trick or treating. A voice rang out from in front of him, “Otto, Otto, over here.” That was Seamus next to him was his wife Spring. Standing next to Spring, one of them holding her hand were the twins, Em (Short for Emma) and Henry. Spring’s favorite movie was the Wizard of Oz and she had named the twins after Wendy’s aunt and uncle. Otto laughed, standing below the twins were their too dogs Rhubarb and Raspberry, (named after the main ingredients in Seamus’ favorite pie) Spring always dressed the dogs up for Halloween and this year was no exception. Rhubarb had on a Frankenstein mask while Raspberry had on a light blue doggy jacket and a tiara. They both started whimpering pitifully the moment they saw Otto, they looked utterly miserable. Otto wasn’t surprised; Spring was an artist who worked in a modern art gallery in SoHo. Seamus was an inventor; his most recent invention was a solar powered toothpaste dispenser. Among his other inventions included a pen that sucked up pigment instead of placing it and was perfect for drawing on black paper.