Ten Minutes: Faces

I’ve been told never to judge a book by its cover but I usually find myself judging a person by their face. Happy? Sad? Your face lets me know. Even if it doesn’t, I’ll draw my own conclusions about the subtitles. Every smirk, every twitch. Obsessed with every slight expression. It’s as if I were an expert detective in the midst of an interrogation. But I’m not. I’m just trying to make things more interesting.