“Are you showing off, Mom?”
“Am I what?” I had just done a jerky off-balance twist move to check out the back of my ankle after I felt something jab me. “No, no, I am not showing off. I think I just felt a mosquito bite me. I was just looking. That’s all.”
“Oh. I thought you were showing off to attract a mate.”
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Upon further questioning, it turns out that my movements were evocative of a bird of paradise’s mating ritual. Quite a compliment, really.