The Girl With the Tattoo

They kept asking about her tattoo. What the hell did it mean? Why did it have to mean anything? Terri liked it. Wasn’t that enough? Not for a lot of other folks. They were trying to figure out if she belonged to some secret cult or something. Of course not. But they didn’t take no for an answer. So she started inventing. First she raised her finger to her lips and gave them the shush. She whispered some obscure phrase she learned in her Latin class. Then she gave them the stare which made them melt like butter. That would teach them. The thing was that they did start melting like butter.

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