A Frowning Jar (my birthday story for Miss Justin P)

A Frowning Jar So, I met this girl a couple of years ago when I was in college. Nice enough girl, a history major, but she never smiled. And when I say never, I mean never. It was the strangest thing. I had never, and have not since met someone who just didn't smile. Even… Continue reading A Frowning Jar (my birthday story for Miss Justin P)