Then his cursor hovered over .
He dragged the photo of his daughter’s first steps into that empty space. A new shortcut appeared: IMG_4027. remove desktop shortcut
It sat in the upper-left corner, directly over Bailey’s floppy ear: a small, white arrow-boxed link to a file called . The shortcut had been there for eighteen months, ever since he’d rage-quit the contract job that had nearly broken him. Every time Arthur sat down to pay bills or browse Reddit, his eye would catch that little blue-and-white cube. Then his cursor hovered over