Justine snuck out fifteen minutes before the panel presentations were scheduled to end. As she walked to the town market, she occupied her mind with two of her favorite pastimes: finding words hidden inside of other words, and transforming nouns into verbs.
“This town marks us,” thought Justine.
“Mark owns me,” thought Justine.
With a smile on her face, she walked back towards the Convention Center carrying three fresh pastries: One for her, one for Mark, and one for Mark’s wife, Chloe. Chloe would be attending one of the three days of the conference with her husband. Chloe would thus not be attending two of the three days of the conference with her husband.
You’ve entered this project through a side door.
Would you like to use the front door?