Crystal made a decision: never rhyme.
It took time, and was not kind of decision she made lightly. Though she had, in school, been known to be flightly, she had worked hard in the intervening years to appear more serious and smart. It was, at least in part, based on need: she was unemployed for a long period, so after scrubbing her resume for a restart, she was able to get a job.
Her decision not to rhyme was part of this, a want not to rob her newfound pecuniary means through social mistake. After partaking in her monthly bookclub’s discussion of poetry, she decided such blandness as linguistic rhyme was not for her.
As Crystal undertook this new turn, she worried that it would be difficult, that it would take too long; but she knew she would continue, regardless of the commitment of time.