The Ink of Memory

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The Ink of Memory

The first tattoo Jack Kowaling ever felt was on his left forearm, a small anchor his father had gotten in '78, back when the Navy still meant something. The anchor was faded, the blue ink bleeding into gray, but when Jack pressed his thumb against it, he could feel it—a flicker, like a match striking in a dark room. A memory that wasn't his. Salt air. The sound of a ship's horn. A woman's face,...

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