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118 pages, Kindle Edition
First published March 16, 2016
“clara wrapped her hands around a hot cup, steam curling up around her face like gentle fingers...”
"Pretty sure it's a virus," Clara said. "It looks like the usual sort of thing. Sometimes their owners use them to mass-download porn, and along the way, they pick up something."
Sal glanced at Joanie, who fluffed up her wings. "Don't look at me," Joanie protested. "Clara wouldn't make me sort through her porn! If she even looks at that stuff, it sure isn't through me. I'm obviously not going to ask about it-Clara, where do you get it? Your computer? Your computer, right?"
"I like you." Sal said it in a quiet, almost ashamed way, hesitant. The tone left no doubt as to her meaning, and Clara's heart, finally calming, began to pound again. She swallowed around a dry throat, turning her face more into Sal's shoulder, burying it there.
"I like you too," she said into Sal's dress sleeve.
"Even though...?" Sal didn't finish her sentence, but maybe she didn't need to. There were a lot of potential 'even though's. Even though she was a robot. Even though she was still attached to, still grieving for, her old love. Even though Clara would want to move on sometime or, at least, not stay here, while Sal would want to stay. Even though they both knew that eventually history would repeat, that Clara would grow old and die and leave Sal with whatever memories she had as Sal lived on.