Tuesday afternoon Sherry’s phone buzzed, screen flashing and alarm chiming. She silenced the phone, marked her place in the textbook with a sticky note, stood up from her desk and stretched. Mid-term preparation was murder, but at least she could do the reading at home, in her pajamas. The opportunity to get her laundry done, free of the weekend rush on the machines, was another bonus. She slipped on some sandals and grab...