“What’s your tattoo say?” I ask, pressing my luck because I am just that curious. Theo glances at Curie and then says, “Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this too, was a gift.” I just stare at him. What the hell does that mean? “Hold on, repeat that. I need to write it down,” I mutter. “Why?” “Because I want to look it up.”
