Her hands, so petite, so delicate, in those lacy coverings, yes he would miss her hands. They were on their bed together kneeling, he was holding her gently from behind. His eyes were hot with tears.
“Don’t be sad, Gerald. You will be fine when I’m gone.”
“I don’t want you to go, Leigh.”
“We have no choice, darling. My diagnosis, I’m terminal.”
“There’s got to be something…”
“Hush, my darling. I’ve only got moments…moments…”
The world’s first humanoid companion robot went offline Thursday, January 13th at 10:55 a.m., a victim of atmospheric contaminants that toxified her cybernetic brain.
Written for Photo Challenge #147 from Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie.
I don’t know if I managed to capture the emotion of this moment in a mere 98 words, but I hope so. I’ve written similar (and much longer) stories about a man falling in love with an artificially intelligent humanoid, principally The Perfect Woman.