Two matching black outline puzzle piece tattoos, each with a small heart inside, one on each ankle.

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Matching puzzle piece ankle tattoos

Ankle · Black and grey · Photo

Two bare ankles are shown side by side, each carrying an identical outlined puzzle piece with a small open heart in the centre. The linework is solid black with no shading, and the outlines are clean and even. The skin tone is natural and the background is a dark blue-grey surface, with the tattoos placed centrally on each ankle.

Ankle Puzzle piece Heart Outline Matching tattoo

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The puzzle man came up the coast road in the summer the tin mine shut, pushing a handcart of painted boxes, and by the time he reached Gullwick Cove he owed Maud Tregarthen a week's bread and had nothing to pay it with but a lighthouse. It was a thousand pieces, sealed in brown paper, and he swore on his dead mother that it was the last one in Cornwall.

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Maud's two girls, Bet and Nan, had been fighting over that lighthouse since Easter. Bet wanted it because the lamp in the picture was lit. Nan wanted it because the sea in the corner was the only sea she had ever seen painted true. Their mother said the bread was owed and the puzzle would be sold, and the girls went to bed with their backs to each other and their fists tight under the blanket.

The man saw the trouble from the doorway and laughed. He took a penknife from his waistcoat, cut two blank squares from the back of the box, and shaped each one into the same knob and hollow, the way a child draws a boat. In the middle of both he cut a small open heart. He gave one to each girl and said, "Only fit side by side. Put them on the same table and the lamp will come on."

They never finished the lighthouse. Bet married a fishmonger up the coast and Nan went north to nurse, and the box went to a jumble sale with half its pieces gone. But every birthday after, the two of them set their cards on one table and laid their pieces down beside the bread knife, and Maud, who lived to ninety-one, swore she could hear the lamp click on whenever they did.