Sally took a deep breath, knowing it was best to just get it all out. The sooner she told him and he saw them, the faster it would be over, and...maybe he would still want to be with her.
"I-" she let out a sigh, her eyes closing because it was easier to speak if she didn't have to see Harold's reaction. "They're scars. My Da, he didn't just disown me when I told him I liked girls." Sally took another breath, and shifted onto her stomach so that he could see...all of it. She could picture it in her mind: the large cluster on the right side, and then smatterings of line and odd triangle shapes from a belt buckle throughout the rest of her back...He didn't need to know all the details. "I, um, no one else knows about them. Only Wayne and his family. No one else has seen them."