I toy with my pen and examine the newest doodle I've created on the inside cover of my notebook. I'm not completely satisfied with the equation, though it does, in fact, create a heart when inputted on a computer. I was hoping to contrive a curly tail for more panache, but I just can't seem to find the right algorithm.

I let the tip settle on the page and sigh, listless as Mrs. Malcolm drones on about medieval history. While normally I would find the Dark Ages fascinating, ...