Remember sunburn. Your whole skin turning red and peeling off in delicious layers after the pain had gone. No sunblock to be found anywhere, using anything you could find instead. Baby oil maybe, beauty cream. Remember checking the slow tide lines of tan, pressing arms and legs together for comparison. Remember freckles spreading out across your face like raindrops and how you couldn’t sleep all night, sheets burning against your heated skin. Remember the cool plunge of swimming, how good it felt and looking down to see your legs, pale and distorted by the wavering water, and maybe a crab, scuttling sideways, reaching up its delicate claws towards you.