"They just look like zits to me," Mags said. "Maybe you should go to the doctor," I said. Liddy stopped poking at the bumps just long enough to glance over. "Ringworm," she said, holding out her screen.
Raised white bumps protruded from Liddy's skin, one on the outside of each ankle, each a few inches above the rounded knob of bone-perfectly symmetrical.Ĭhloe tapped on her phone. Mags and I sat in the grass, avoiding the jagged wood. Chloe and Liddy sat on the table, their feet on what remained of the bench. She lifted the cuffs of her blue corduroys, first one and then the other, as we sat by the broken picnic table in the patch of grass between the parking lot and the basketball court. Liddy showed us her ankles during first recess.
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