[ WP ] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar 's body . The bigger the lie , the deeper and larger the mark . One day , you meet someone that only has one scar ; it is the biggest one you have ever seen .

I could n't bring myself to ask Jack what it was for. He was such a nice guy, obviously, and he always had a kind word or a smile. Always ready to lend a hand, that kind of guy. Despite having just mopped the racquetball court with me, he was nothing if not a gracious winner. It just felt rude to ask, and even worse to stare, especially here in the locker room. 
 
 `` You're curious, I know,'' he said with a grin tinged with sadness. He pulled his fresh polo onto his shoulders and over his torso. I looked down. I'd been caught. `` It's understandable. It's pretty bad, yeah?'' 
 
 `` Worst I've seen, man.'' 
 
 He sighed. `` You want to know what I did? What I said?'' 
 
 `` If you want to tell me.'' 
 
 Jack's grin faded as he leaned close. `` I do.''
