Me: Jhoot? Kaun sa jhoot chachu? Uncle: Tu boli ke ye teri panty hai. Me: Ya chachu, ye to meri hai. Uncle: Ek baat bata Nita. Tu teri chachi se ch...ti hai ya badi? I was not getting at all what uncle was trying to mean and so innocently continued the conversation. Me: Choti hoon. Chachu, ye koi poochne wali baat hai? Uncle: Wohi to. Ab bol ke ye kaise ho sakta hai ke teri chachi tujhse choti panty pehenti hai? Me: Kya? I was surprised and somewhat irritated at such a lewd comment. Uncle. But I put a lot of planning into this, so get dressed. Put on your heaviest clothes, we're going to be outside."She wouldn't say anymore, so I bundled up, and followed her. A hot air ballon, with an enclosed basket, sat on an unused parking lot. She hustled us in, and the operator took us up around a thousand feet. We could see the ski slopes to the east, still lit as people made their final runs. The hotel and the small town lay below us, spread out like toys, lights twinkling. But to the. A few days ago, Josh had ordered himself an Ouija Board online and people in Waterdale weren't overall so religious or superstitious, like in many other small towns.As for why they were doing this, was because Halloween was the day after and that they wanted to have some fun (but of course their fun during Halloween would be far greater than this one).As for his three other friends; Sabrina was a blond cheerleader, Josie was a brunette nerd and Beef was a blond jock.Josh had all the lights. After this unfortunate event, it was only my mother and me. I was in my 8th semester of engineering when this happened, studying in Bangalore. My mother is a classical dancer by profession, and she is pretty fit for her age. Since the pandemic hit, her studio has been closed, although we still have to pay rent for it. We had also just bought a new 1BHK house and therefore had a huge debt. Since I still had to wait 1 year to complete my studies, we had no income.My mom tried teaching online.