| Volume 1, Issue 2, May 31, 2006 | |
| Editor's Corner: Entanglements by Lesley L. Smith |
Ursula sported quite a shiner when she arrived at work bright and early the Monday after her vacation. "Ursula! What happened?" Though in her forties, she was in perfect shape and very athletic. "Hi, Ben." She touched the purple splotch around her eye gingerly with her fingertips. "Oh, this? It's just a bike accident. You know how it goes, my bike stopped suddenly and I didn't. I flew over the handlebars and landed on my face." "Ouch. Are you okay?" "No big deal." She laughed. I loved the way her full red mouth puckered up when she laughed. It seemed to be begging to be kissed. Without Ursula around, last week had been the longest of my life. She pointed at one of her spare office chairs. "Take a seat. Tell me what you've been up to while I've been gone." "The good news is, the problem we were having wasn't with the particle entanglement. It was a software glitch. Someone," I glanced out the window, "made a typo in the code, which I finally found after hours of debugging." Read the entire story:
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