Elizabeth Greene was an average-looking person. She had her moments of beauty, usually with the aid of makeup and personal hygiene products, and she cleaned up nicely when she put forth the effort. She chewed on her nails until they were brutally short and scuffed, and almost never used lotion to smooth out her dry skin. The pores on her face were gaping and dirty, and her eyebrows started to reflect that of a unibrow due to their unusual monthly fluffiness from the hormone fluctuations.

       It seemed as though she did not feel the urge to dress up or make herself appear to be beautiful. Inwardly she felt utterly ugly, and outwardly it seemed it was beginning to reflect this fact, at least to her. Though her husband only saw her in a graceful light, she fe...

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