You’re Only as Jung as You Feel by Bill DeArmond

You’re Only as Jung As You Feel    Judy Barton stared at her pale reflection in the mirror. She was a plain, though not unattractive, woman in her mid-30s. Carefully, she brushed aside her overgrown bangs and rubbed her index finger lightly over the scar above her eyebrow. It was faint now, but her memory…