"You ready Kat?" Savannah asks, placing the stencil of the old oak tree drawing onto my lower leg.
"Yeah," I breathe out, beginning to hear the familiar buzz of the tattoo gun. Screwing my eyes shut, I breathe out the calm myself from the pain and the feeling of my bones vibrating.
"Is there anything behind this?" Savannah inquires, partially through her work. "Any meaning, I mean..."
"A couple of things actually," I reply kindly. "One thing is this is the tattoo that my brother had me draw for him before he left in the army. Same place and everything. But oak trees are also known for their ability to withstand any weather. So for me, it's also a symbol for strength. For being able to get through anything."
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Chasing Rainbows
Ficção AdolescenteLarkin Katherine Walker has lived a long, tragic life. At the age of twenty, the past five years have slipped by without her living them at all. So what is she going to do about it? After all, going after happiness is like chasing a fucking rainbow...
