Two wrists side by side showing black script lettering reading No lies and Just love, placed on the inner forearm near the wrist.

No lies and Just love wrist script

Lettering · Forearm · Black and grey · Photo

Two wrists are shown side by side, each with a line of black cursive script. The left wrist reads "No lies" and the right reads "Just love", with the words running across the wrists in a flowing hand. The ink is solid black with fine, even linework, set against pale skin and a softly blurred outdoor background, with a woven bracelet visible at the bottom.

Lettering Forearm Text Quote Script

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The fair came to Hollin Green every September, and every September Mother Vell pinned the same card above her tent: NO LIES, JUST LOVE, in letters she had painted herself. Her two daughters, Ada and Nell, knew the card was a bargain, not a motto. The words were for the customers. The sisters had agreed on it the winter their father sold the caravan.

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One evening a stranger in a grey coat paid a shilling to have his fortune read and asked Ada whether his brother still thought of him. Ada read palms well enough to know the trick was to say less than the truth. She looked at the lines, looked at the rain on his collar, and said only, "He does, and he is nearer than you think." Nell, listening through the canvas flap, heard the coins drop wrong and knew her sister had lied.

They argued after the last lamp went out, sitting on the wagon step with their wrists pressed together the way they did when they were small and wanted to be sure the other was still there. Nell said a lie was a lie even if it was kind. Ada said the fair ran on kindness the way the steam engine ran on coal, and nobody had ever walked away crying because they had been told the truth. Nell didn't answer. She took the pot of ink from her apron and wrote on her sister's wrist, then on her own, in the looping hand their mother used for price tickets.

In the morning the stranger came back for his change and found the two girls at the rope, wrists turned up for anyone to read. He studied the words a long time, then laughed and said he had never seen anyone so sure of anything. Ada said the ink would wear off in a month. Nell said it would not, and for once neither of them lied about it.