"We'll get her attention for sure," Dad says. "Hopefully, we just don't get stepped on in the process."
You follow Dad up to your sister's friend. Up close, Aliyah's socked feet dwarf you both even more than you had thought. You gaze past her feet, her slender ankles, and slim legs--in tightly fitting denim capris--all the way up to her beautiful face. You truly feel how small you are now. You realize you are just an insect at the feet of a teen girl. Whereas your entire survival rests on the reaction of this girl, she is simply relaxed, without a care as she talks with her friends.
"Ready?" Dad asks you. "Let's start."
You and Dad start to rub the heel of Aliyah's right foot, trying to tickle her. She immediately feels something--not necessarily a tickle, but something unusual.
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