Tony answered, “Yello,” like he always did.
Nick was laughing before he could form words.
“Tone, remember when Mama promised us if she lived to be eighty, she’d get a tattoo?”
Tony snorted humorlessly.
“You call me at one in the morning on Sunday to talk about Mama and the stupid tattoo thing?”
Nick laughed louder.
“Tone, maybe she’ll get it in prison.”
“The h…
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