Author: Marshall Jones Jr.

When I first meet someone, I like to ask lots of questions. I ask everything from the mundane (“What’s your favorite color?”) to the downright unexpected (“If you were a circus performer, what would you…

He wasn’t angry. He was annoyed and disappointed. “I just wish they’d quit lying to me.” He’d ventured over to the brand new basketball courts on campus to check them out and maybe shoot around…

It’s been on my Do list for a while, and I haven’t crossed anything off lately. I think I’ve kind of been putting it off because I’ve failed at it before. I tried working up…