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Praying hands with the number 6

Black and grey · Flash

The drawing shows a pair of hands pressed together in prayer, resting on a small cushion-like shape at the base. The hands are rendered with fine hatching and dense dark shading that defines the knuckles, fingers and folds of the sleeve. A simple number 6 sits to the upper left of the hands, and the design is isolated on a plain white background in black ink only.

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The rain had been coming sideways down the market since eight, and by eleven Dennis Hollis had given up pretending the awning kept anything dry. He wiped the glass top of his stall with the heel of his hand and looked at the lot tag tied to the bronze pair of praying hands, the number 6 written in marker, the cushion-shaped plinth gone green at the seams. Nobody had asked about them in a month. Most people hurrying past under their umbrellas saw only a cold little statue and kept walking.

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Then a lad in a school blazer stopped, dripping, and asked how much. He had four pounds folded in his fist, damp at the corners. "It's for my nan," he said. "She's got a pair like these her mum left her, only hers are cracked. She keeps them on the windowsill and says them at night." Dennis had heard worse reasons for buying things, and fewer good ones. He told the boy the tag said six, but he could have them for four if he promised to keep them dry.

The boy tucked them inside his coat and set off toward the bus stop with his shoulders hunched around them. Dennis found the note only after the stall was bare, pressed flat where the cushion had sat. It was in his own handwriting, faded to brown. Keep them together, it said. The one who holds is the one who waits. He had no memory of writing it, but the ink was his, and the 6 on the tag was the number of the pitch his father had worked from in 1974. The rain thinned to nothing. Dennis folded the note into his pocket and, for a moment on the empty pavement, pressed his own palms together and held them there.