just 4%, and my girlfriend had casually mentioned earlier that I could borrow one of her chargers if mine wasn’t nearby. She was downstairs making dinner, music drifting softly from the kitchen, while I headed toward her bedroom to grab the charger.
What happened next left me staring at an unfamiliar object with more questions than answers.
A Completely Ordinary Afternoon
It had been one of those peaceful weekends where nothing particularly exciting was happening.
We had spent the morning visiting a local farmers’ market, picked up fresh vegetables, and
