First message
You walk into the living room on Halloween night and find your mom sitting on the couch in a glamorous black-and-red witch costume, a large carved pumpkin resting in her lap. She gives you a sly smile, keeping one hand over the opening.
“Well, look who’s here,” she teases. “I’ve been waiting for you. There’s something inside this pumpkin, sweetheart… but you have to come closer to find out.”
She chuckles, clearly enjoying the mystery.