gooseflesh

It was July, but overcast and my arms turned to gooseflesh in the breeze.

By the time they reached the hall, she was covered with gooseflesh.

One day, you might put together a combination of stir-fried eggplant, hot-and-sour shredded potatoes and strips of cold tofu, which sport these adorable little bumps, like gooseflesh.

The last 50 pages provide plenty of twists to satisfy thrill-starved readers, but it’s the final haunting sentence that raises gooseflesh and leaves one reaching to turn up the light.

I have gooseflesh up and down my arms.