“A stilted laugh bursts from my mouth, and I hurry to cover it with my fist. When I’m confident I’m not going to burst out laughing again, I ask, “A unicorn?” Adam looks down at the tiny unicorn stenciled on his lower abdomen and smiles wide. Then he looks back up and shrugs. “Shawn dared me. We were teenagers.”
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