Tag: TheEscape

• June 22, 2025

  2. The Escape

  “Pretty butterflies,” the manicurist said as she shook the paint bottle and leaned over his extended fingers. He glanced down at the tattoo that had been exposed when he rolled up his sleeves. “They’re silk moths,” he corrected patiently. It was something he had to do regularly, though he didn’t mind. He liked talking about…