Skin Tag

She went in for a breast exam to check out a lump beneath the left nipple. The female physician examined her right breast for reference and exclaimed surprised with a tone of delight, “Ah, there’s a skin tag on the right nipple!” “Yes,” replied the woman lying down. “Appeared after my second child, who breast fed until she was five.” The doctor and nurse raised their eyebrows. “She knew how to suck full force down to empty," the woman continued. "I'd lay down and have holes where my breasts would be hollow.” Skin draping like two-dimensional cloth over the rib cage. The tag didn’t bother her because it held a dear story. Did the lump in her breast have a story, too? She wondered. At the end of the day, all stories lead to death anyway, even that of skin tag.