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“Stop!” demanded five year old Johnny.
“Be still,” Maurice cried. Johnny grabbed at Mamma’s hand. The needle steadied, and did not tear the skin. Johnny started crying. Mamma closed her eyes tightly. Johnny stared at the little rose materializing on Mamma’s upper arm. Mamma stirred, “Is it finished? Oh! Maurice, the tattoo is beautiful. Thanks."
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