it's practically a verbal ticMature

It’s practically a verbal tic.  We collide, and I say, over and over, “it’s all right; I don’t bruise easily.”  What I mean is, not all the bruises stain my skin.  I twitch my fingers, feel the bruise on my arm but it is nowhere to be seen.  I don’t bruise easily.

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