Writing Prompt: "Has that scar always been there?"

"Has that scar always been there?"

I had been humming quietly in the bath, and the voice startled me. I preferred to bathe alone, very few people saw me like this. I preferred my body painted and adorned, naked I was nothing but a broken doll.

I pretended not to hear. "Did you say something?"

"Yeah, those? She gestured to my arms, chest and back, have you always had those?"

Oh...yeah. Since I was a child.

"The story we told family is that one of the older bathhouses collapsed, a candle caught and burned, I was barely rescued in time."

She looked incredulous, "And the truth? scars like that look like a pretty severe....beating maybe?"

"We never spoke of it again."