Write a story about a boy asking his mother imagine you were speaking for most people: out of the feet armpits sides and neck which one is naturally unticklish to you

Once upon a time in a small town, a curious young boy named Max sat on the floor of his cozy living room, surrounded by a pile of colorful toys. It was a rainy afternoon, and the sound of raindrops pattering against the window created a perfect backdrop for an imaginative adventure. Looking for something to spark his creativity, Max turned to his mother, Sarah, who was busy knitting a bright red scarf. “Mom!” he called, his eyes wide with excitement. “If you had to choose one body part that was naturally unticklish for most people—feet, armpits, sides, or neck—which one would it be?” Sarah paused, a smile creeping onto her face as she looked at her son. Max had a knack for asking the most interesting questions. She carefully set her knitting aside, her fingers gently resting on the yarn. “Well, that’s a unique question, Max. Let me think…” Max bounced on the carpet, eager for an answer. “I think it might be the feet! I mean, some people really hate having their feet tickled, but others don’t mind. Do you think it’s because they feel safe if their feet are on the ground?” “Interesting theory,” Sarah replied, folding her hands in her lap. “But let’s consider the other options as well. The neck can be pretty ticklish for some people, but it can also feel nice when someone gently touches it. The sides—those are definitely ticklish for me! But armpits? They’re quite sensitive!” Max giggled at the mention of armpits. “Eww! I don’t want to think about that!” He wrinkled his nose playfully. “So, what do you think people would choose?” “Well,” Sarah said thoughtfully, leaning back against the comfortable couch, “if I were to speak for most people, I might lean toward saying that the neck and sides can be ticklish, while feet can sometimes be ticklish but not always. Armpits? They’re definitely not a favorite!” “Hmm…” Max pondered, resting his chin on his hands. “So maybe it’s the neck that’s the least ticklish? But, wait—what about people that laugh uncontrollably when they get tickled?” “True!” Sarah laughed, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “Ticklishness is such an interesting thing. It really does depend on the person. Some people can be so ticklish that even a light touch sends them into fits of laughter!” He jumped to his feet, the inspiration swelling in his chest. “Can we have a tickle fight then?” he asked, trying to suppress a grin. “I promise I won’t tickle your armpits, just your sides and neck!” “Oh no! I see where this is going!” Sarah laughed, getting up to pretend to fend him off. “Alright, but remember: no armpits!” They spent the next hour laughing and playfully chasing each other around the living room, filled with joy and giggles. As the rain continued to tap against the window, their laughter echoed through the cozy home, creating memories that would last long after the storm had passed. In that moment, Max learned that questions could turn into fun, and sometimes the answers mattered less than the joy of being with someone you love. No matter what body part was ticklish or not, it was these moments of laughter that brought them closer together. And maybe, just maybe, everyone had their own secrets of ticklishness hidden away, shared only in good company.