“The story behind my scar is a little embarrassing,” he said. “I don’t like to talk about it. And if you ever tell anyone, I’m not sure I’ll be able to forgive you.” He was speaking quickly, and his usual confident demeanor was replaced by a hint of hesitation. Was he nervous? “Is it really that bad?” I asked. “It is,” he muttered. “But I guess I should just rip off the Band-Aid.” I was genuinely beginning to worry. “So, you were right, the scar was caused by an ice skate,” he began. He’d told me as much last night, and I instinctively gripped the boards beside me a little tighter as I
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