“Leo,” Lena called. “Come here a second.”
Lena had never thought of herself as a technology person. At sixty-three, she used her desktop computer for three things: emailing her daughter in Seattle, checking the weather, and playing Solitaire when the afternoon got too quiet. But lately, something had begun to bother her. The icons on her screen—the little folders, the recycling bin, the shortcut to her photo album—seemed to be multiplying like rabbits. And they were enormous. how to make desktop items smaller
Lena nodded. “The wallpaper. With the flowers.” “Leo,” Lena called