By May, the world was still strange, but Lena was different. She had completed all 23 hours. She had built a portfolio of small scripts: a weather fetcher, a CSV organizer, a tweet analyzer.
Lena didn't panic. She heard Jose’s voice in her head: “You’ve got this. You’ve written hundreds of lines. One more won’t hurt.” By May, the world was still strange, but Lena was different
For the first time, she felt like a wizard, not a victim. the world was still strange