I Married a Blind Man So He’d Never See My Scars

anything from men except polite discomfort. Most didn’t see me—they saw the scars first, and everything else second.

But Callahan didn’t see any of that.

And somehow, that meant he saw more.

On our first date, I tried to warn him.

“I don’t look like other women,” I said, staring down at the table.

He just smiled and reached for my hand. “Good,” he said.continue reading …