My husband's name is John McTaggart, but everyone calls him Jack, he is a man of twenty-three. He is 6 feet tall and his figure is proportional to his height. He has dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, and thin lips. His face is long, he has fair skin and many frekels on his arms. He dresses almost the same every day, wearing a black or gray t-shirt, jeans, tennis shoes, and a jacket when needed. He stands up straight most of the time, but when sitting he usually leans back. His gait is distinct, very slow and relaxed, with his chest and stomach pushed forward. A few of his mannerisms include cracking his knuckles, expressing his opinions, and almost never picking up his dirty clothes from the floor. He speaks slowly but meticulously like a Southern Californian, using terms like: “gnarly” and “dude.” Jack graduated from high school and took a few college courses before realizing it "wasn't for him." He has a large family consisting of two brothers from his father's first marriage, a brother from his mother's first marriage, and a brother from his father and mother's marriage; has...