Sam's Laptop

Sam's laptop anchors his desk in the shadowed communications office, screen igniting with the cancer-cure speech draft he summons for Lisa's eyes—fingers coax the file from deletion's brink, words blazing visionary fire across pixels. He leans back, highlights the text in cold resolve, erases it forever, then stares into the blank void as idealism gutters out, machine humming accusation in the tense silence.