I Married an Android?
I
would never have believed it if I hadn’t seen it for myself. She tripped while
we were hiking one day and fell to the ground. When I helped her back up, the top
of her forearm was on the ground, revealing the wires and electrical circuits
underneath. I looked at the material on the ground, then her arm, her face. Her
skin turned red. I stared for a moment, now wondering how a machine could do
that. Her mouth turned up into an awkward smile.
“Lucy!
What the heck!”
She
covered her forearm with her other hand. “You were not supposed to see that.” Her
Russian accent sounded a little more noticeable. She wriggled out of my grasp
and bent to retrieve her fallen part.
My
legs buckled, and I fell to my knees. “Married almost 10 years! Were you ever
going to tell me?”
With
a few clicks, she reattached the part, then looked at me, now with some
concern. “I couldn’t tell you. We’re not allowed to tell anyone.”
I
gazed up at her. She was still as beautiful as the day she got off the plane. “Not
allowed?!”
Her face turned to
show absolute terror. “If they ever found out, they would kill us both.”
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