Chapter Seventeen
“You know, having a tattoo removed is worse than having one put on,” the technician said. “The number of people who carry on and complain and whine because of how much it hurts… That’s why we now numb it with anaesthesia, but there’s still burning and blistering from the laser. The good news is that because of all the colored ink of this very pretty woman’s face, I think you’ll be sitting here for six or maybe seven more visits.”
Mark was in a chair that reminded him of a dentist’s office, taking in a guy with a nose ring and glasses. He had to remind himself who he was doing this for.
“Let me guess,” the guy continued. “She was your wife, the one you thought you’d love forever, and you broke up?”
He wondered how often he did this and how long it took him to break cli
