I start scratching my arm at the spot where my old itch used to be. Thank gods I didn’t get stuck with another itch this time around. Okot cocks his head. “Do you have fleas?” That makes Evert bark out a laugh. I level a glare on him. “No,” I answer Okot primly. “I just like scratching. A girl can never be too careful. You should always scratch right when you feel an itch crop up. Trust me.”
