Prompt word: Skin
Second drabble of two.
Note: Again, this is slightly longer than the 100 words. I intended to whittle it down from here but the week got away from me. I'll have my act together next time!
Welts
"What's on your jaw?"
Dean tilted his chin toward the rear-view mirror. "Where?"
"Right here, under your ear," Sam pointed to the equivalent location on his own face.
Dean ran his hand over the rough skin until he located the raised welt.
"Huh. No idea."
Suddenly, Sam reached over and pulled at the collar of his brother's jacket. "Well, you have three more on your neck, man. And, uh, you're pretty warm, Dean. Are you sick?"
"No! I'm fine," he said, swatting at the prying hands. "Back off, dude!"
Sam sat quietly for a few minutes before casually raising the next question.
"Hey, how old were you when you got chicken pox?"
"What are you talking about? I've never had --. Sonovabitch!"
11/5/08