Mud Vein - Tarryn Fisher
I dropped my eyes into his hand and snuck another look at the tattoos words ---- I could just make out the tip of them . My eyes slid up the sleeves of his shirt and rested on his neck . I didn't want to look in his eyes when I handed him my keys . A doctor who loved words. Imagine that.
I was curious . What did a man who had held a screaming woman all night have written on his body ?
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