Young Eyes

It's fascinating and funny the things that young eyes see. Here's a little exchange Selah had with Papaw:

Pap lay reading.  Uh-oh.  Not paying attention to Selah.  

She sidled up next to him, head tilted, looking intently at the folds of loose flesh on Pap's old neck.  

Slowly and gently, between thumb and forefinger, she rubbed a fleshy fold.  "Pap," she said softly, "you got unstable skin."