Three Tears and One Kiss

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Tattoo Me a Smile
Kirsten was an ex army gal. She had served in Afghanistan and Iraq, seeing combat on several occasions often close up. Little did Kirsten know she would soon meet another soldier with consequences just as fatal as battle. Discharged from the British Army after a shoulder wound, she had time to spare. What to do now? An answer was provided in the form of a random meeting on a Manchester street.
Mark had tattoos; he had many all over his body of different designs. Reading the new edition of Skin Deep tat magazine, he didn’t see Kirsten. He walked into her. Kirsten was busy texting a friend on her new mobile. She looked up at the last minute. Too late! Wham! Both Mark and Kirsten walked into each other. Her mobile phone arced up and away, slow motion style, into space to land on the pavement where it smashed to pieces – the screen popped off, battery jumped out, and covers shot away, ruined! His tattoo magazine fluttered down in a rush of pages to land face down on the broken phone. Kirsten bounced off the object - Mark - that she collided with, almost landing on her shapely backside. She gasped in shock and swore loudly in rage, embarrassment and fright. My phone! she thought!                                         
“You cretin! Look what you did to my phone. Why don’t you look where you’re going? You stupid man!”  The guy, who could have been a lamppost or bus stop for all she knew, just stood there in bewilderment. His magazine fluttered in the breeze, multi coloured images were a collage of pretty confusion, just like the girl before him.                                                                                                                                                                              
“Butterflies”, was the only comment he gasped. Her beauty bewitched him. A spell!
“What? Are you on drugs? Look what you did to my phone! It's ruined!” retorted the angry girl, bending down to pick up her phone, at the same time the guy tried to pick up his mag. Bop! Both heads collided in painful unison, unplanned comedy of the situation. Mark actually went down, fell to the floor almost drunk. Kirsten bounced back moaning in pain, made another go and finally grabbed her phone or bits of it. Clumsily she put it back together then turned it on, nothing, it was dead. Smashed. Mr Wonderful here had ruined it. She only got it two days ago.                                                                       
“Just great! It won’t work and it's all cracked. You owe me a new phone...” her words ended, the man was flat out cold on the ground. Oh my, he must be hurt! thought Kirsten, I’ve got to phone an ambulance to take him to hospital. Trying to dial 999 and the emergency services, Kirsten wondered why she couldn’t get through. He'd bust her phone! She swore again. He could be dying, she had to do something. What? Panic raised her pulse, her heart raced, this is very real, her mind shouted. Bending down to shake the man's arm, she got no response. Normally she would have had a blond moment in a crisis. For some reason, she was thinking clearly.                                                                                       

Three Tears and One Kiss
By Nick Armbrister