Beside the Seaside
I was so engrossed in staring at the designs in the window of the tattoo parlour that I almost jumped out of my skin when the door swung open and a woman stepped out onto the pavement beside me.
My face must have expressed my shock because she looked at me, smiling, and said “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine,” I replied, noting immediately how cute she was. “You just startled me, that’s all. I was miles away.”
She motioned towards the window. “You thinking of getting one?”
I shrugged. “Yeah, maybe. I’ve been toying with the idea for a while, but I’ve never got round to it. Did you just get one?”
“Not this time, no. I just popped in to let Steve know how pleased I was with my piercing. It’s all healed up great.”
“Your piercing?” My eyebrows raised of their own accord as I
