She hovered.
She moved the mouse away. The popup vanished. The blue square returned to its silent, indifferent watch.
She blinked. It had been there all along. Not as a permanent number on the taskbar (that was a fantasy, a lie sold by old Windows 10 skins), but as a secret . A hover-state whisper. Microsoft, in its infinite and confusing wisdom, had decided that weather didn’t deserve a permanent seat. It deserved a hidden pocket. You had to ask politely, by doing nothing at all.