My skin comes alive on its own, rippling inward, backward, up my neck with a suddenness that makes me stop and pinch my eyes shut. I breathe through my nose and hold my wrist to my forehead, feeling for the feverish warmth I know is there.
Can’t get sick - not now, I tell myself (knowing there never is a good time to be sick.) Three jobs, two tutoring students – and when am I ever going to be able to make more pottery, at this rate?
I wait till my skin recoils to its usual state of affairs, and make a beeline for the medicine cabinet.
Okay the "skin comes alive on its own, rippling inward, backward.." sentence definitely made me shiver. Ew ew ew.ReplyDelete
In a good way though!! This is fantabulous. :)
I'm glad you approve!!!Delete
I'm with McKenzie...ew ew ew but in a good way! I like a scary scene with a bit of humour.ReplyDelete
Hehe...sometimes getting sick IS scary....Delete
Cold Eeze has zinc in it ;-)ReplyDelete
LOL! Thank you! I'll be sure to stock up next time. :)Delete