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Sunday, April 9, 2006
Karen listened to the footsteps that were fast approaching her room. She sat up against her pillow. Her eyes wondered from one end of the room to the next. The white walls need a new splash of paint and the small window seal just had to be sanded back and colored in her opinion. It always amazed her how simple things in life like a window seal caught her attention and made her itch to fix it, where everyone else around her seemed oblivious to it. A stainless steal covered telecrome had been attached to the wall in front of her bed. Though the programmes on there rarely interested her the nurse had turned it on when she woke. Robots were so boring to watch but so fascination n the same token. When she was a little girl there were talk that people on television were to be replaced. Not in her wildest dreams would programming robots around the clock come in mind. What amazed her even more was that people loved them. She also took notice of the new generations of computerized children and made her glad in a sense she did not have grand children in a world that was so unhuman.
"Mum!" Grahame eased in with open arms. His voice shook a panic button in Karen when his arms embraced her shoulders.
"Grahame, tell me. Dad. Where is he?" Karen stared hard into her sons eyes and saw the sorrow and pain of the unmistakable.
Karen's eyes swam with water, her and went to her mouth and she closed her soft aging eyelids and felt her warm tears slide down her cheeks.
"You will be fine. I am coming home to look after you till you get yourself together." Grahame's voice calming for the sake of his mother.
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