Argent’s fingers froze on the cuff hiding his kingfisher tattoo.
Legendarily, it was called “Mary’s Refrain” because its students were the sort of behavioral nightmares that might make even the immaculate virgin hang up her immaculate halo for a night to brood over hard drinks and a full ashtray.
She’d adored Bran, then. Hadn’t hated his cigarette-smelling arms. Had never really met Eric. Hadn't liked James too much.