by Nicole James
Her mind turned from the art she’d seen in the shop, to the big man who’d spoken to her. Max, he’d said his name was. Tonight, when she was alone in her room, in addition to her drawing, she’d also practice saying his name out loud until she got it just right, so if she ever got the chance to run into him again, she could say hello to him, and he wouldn’t think she sounded funny.
She knew her lack of hearing distorted her voice, but it was hard to form the words correctly when you couldn’t hear how they came out.
Her mother wanted her to get an implant that the doctor said would help her to hear, but her father forbid it, saying it was too risky and too expensive.
Her eyes again strayed to the tattoo shop as she stood on the corner in the rain, waiting for the light to change. She’d seen that man before. She’d seen him in the gym on Fourth Street where her brother took martial arts classes. MMA, they called it—Mixed Martial Arts. She’d seen Max in there working out on the bag. He had powerful arms, and she’d been mesmerized watching him. She wasn’t supposed to go there either, but sometimes she snuck down there when her brother went and watched through the big storefront windows. No one ever noticed her. She made sure to stand off to the side, trying to be as inconspicuous as possible.
And now she knew where the big man with the powerful arms worked. Brothers Ink. She smiled a secret smile as she jogged back toward her parents’ restaurant, happy for the first time in a long time.
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