The First Blank PageAfter the meeting, Rodrigo came to Stefan’s desk with his bag hanging from one hand. He stood there until Stefan looked up. The room was quieter now, the afternoon’s voices thinning toward the lifts; somewhere a chair squeaked again and again as a tired person rocked without noticing.
Green by FridayBy the following Friday, Rodrigo could remember every version of Question 14 more clearly than the last navigation build he had flashed.