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Finger heart hand with small black hearts
Fine line · Forearm · Black and grey · Photo
A single line outline of a hand making a finger heart gesture, with two small solid black hearts beside the fingers. The linework is thin and even, and the hearts are filled in solid black. The tattoo is shown in close view on pale skin, with a light background at the edges of the frame.
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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction
Sit down, sit down, the urn's still warm and the squash is only a little bitter. You'll want to know why Walter Sowerby came back to Ferndale Grammar in a suit that fitted him in 1962 and no longer does. I'll tell you, because I was there, and because nobody else in this hall has the nerve to.
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That spring Miss Crouch moved the desks so the boys sat on one side of the aisle and the girls on the other, and any note passed across it went straight into the bin and then to the headmistress. So Walter and Margaret Hobday invented a language. Thumb and first finger crossed into a little heart, held low by the hip where nobody in the front row could see. It meant yes. It meant meet me by the bike sheds. Once, it meant nothing at all, which is the only time I ever saw Margaret blush.
The years did what years do. Margaret married a dentist in Ilkley and Walter went off to Winnipeg to sell agricultural machinery to farmers who did not want it. Nobody in this town heard a word from him for thirty years, until the reunion committee found his address in a box of Christmas cards.
And then last Saturday he walked into this very hall, grey as a February puddle, and pretended to study the raffle prizes. Margaret looked up from the far end of the room. Neither of them crossed the floor. She simply lifted one hand to her hip and made the old shape, and the little solid heart of it was exactly as it had been in 1962. Walter laughed so loudly the caretaker dropped a chair, and I have never seen a man of sixty-eight look so pleased to be put in his place.
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