I sat there looking at the design.
“You let Laura go first?” I asked. “Her initial first, I mean?”
She nodded. “Yes, the crafty b***h played the fiancée card. I mean, you two are still engaged remember. She’s going to start asking you about dates for the wedding you know, John.”
“Don’t remind me!” I chuckled. “How big would it be?”
“The wedding or the tattoo?” she chuckled. “Well…if you’re OK with the design then we have to email it to the studio, and they’ll check that it’ll work and tell us what the best size is. But I think it should be about a quarter of this size.”
“I…I quite like the design; did you draw it?” I asked. I knew Christine was reasonably good at sketching – she was quite a talented artist.
“No, I’m not that good with designs like this, but Laura had a brainwave; she
