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The Skinny Girl
I first noticed the girl because unlike every other teenager in our Marin neighborhood, she walked everywhere. I’d be washing dishes at my kitchen sink and see her through the window, coming down from one of the houses at the very top of the hill, the ones my husband Tim calls McMansions.
She always walked with her head down, her pale face framed with curly brown hair pulled back in a low ponytail, earphones stuck into her ears; and she always wore the same outfit: gigantic over-sized gray sweatshirt printed with the name of a fancy private high school, black leggings, and red running shoes.
And she was skinny. Too skinny. “See that girl?” I said to Tim one day as we stood by the kitchen window and she passed by. “That girl is borderline anorexic.”
By Jessica O'Dwyer
