With the troublesome sextuplets taken care of, Sophia grabbed her phone to see if their dad would be arriving soon. Mr. Thomson was a single father who worked hard to provide for his six kids. He often worked late, and would text Sophia to let her know when he would arrive.
He had texted. His ETA was about an hour. Sophia sighed. She hated keeping the daycare open this late. But Mr. Thomson tipped handsomely. Sophia looked over at the sextuplets. They were peacefully playing together. Even sweet, smart little Jane had found a dollhouse to play with. Sophia looked back at her phone. She frowned. There was a new app there she didn't recognize. She pulled it open.
A word processor appeared on screen, along with a sentence.
"Sophia is an attractive young woman working late." Yeah, she was working late. Curious, she changed "late" to "normally". Once she hit enter, the daycare changed. Well, it didn't really change. The time did. Suddenly there were more workers around and plenty of kids. Sophia looked at the clock on the wall. It was noon now. The app had changed reality.
Sophia generated a new sentence, eager to test the limits of the app.