Given my strong aversion to puzzles and even stronger aversion to squares {shudder}, it is no small testament to the patience of my friend Darbie that I could be taught to solve a puzzle made entirely of squares. Thanks to her good-humored training, I can do it in about three—four minutes, and it’s a nerd skill I will cherish forever. Or at least until I forget the mind-boggling sequence of semi-random-square-manipulating-mayhem it entails.
Originally appeared on The Wheelhouse Review
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