“People do change, Ta,” said Shulamis softly. “I’ve met Dizzy here and there at simchahs, he’s not the person you remember”
As she took the rugelach from the pantry shelf, it suddenly clicked. Abandoning her plate with a clatter, she darted back to her office and banished the stray curly bracket on line 6874.
Satisfied at last, Shulamis returned to savor her snack as the program compiled.
“You have that conquering-hero look again,” remarked Zev, entering silently on slippered feet. “You know it’s nearly 2:30 a.m., right? I get up for a drink and you’re still buzzing around like it’s broad daylight.”
“I know, and I’m ready to call it a night, finally,” said Shulamis. “I found the error that was causing the application to hang all week. Just a curly bracket that slipped inside the parentheses instead of after.”
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