“Oh, I hate this new one. I liked the other one better. She sounded like she really cared.”
“What?” I lowered my book and saw the evening news playing on the telewall. “Oh. Reanne, they’re robots, none of them care.”
“Oh, I know. But this one sounds like she doesn’t care. The old one sounded like she really cared.”
“Maybe she did care, Reanne. Maybe she cared so much that she blew a gasket or something, and so they had to replace her.”
“Oh, you’re funny.” After a long, silent moment she asked, “Do you really think that’s what happened?”
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