When Alix came in the shop today she was breathing hard.
"Hey Zayn!" She sat down in the chair and took a deep breath.
"Were you just running?"
"Yeah, it's something that I need to do more of," I chuckled at that.
"What will it be today?"
Alix showed me picture of a little diamond and pointed to her right arm again.
"Are you trying to fill it up?" I started with the gun.
"Nope," she stared down at the tattooed arm," just trying to tell a story."
I smiled at her.
This girl keeps getting better and better.
