Today was the day, and Tiffany could barely contain herself. She was thirteen and knew what that meant. But not her parents, last night.
“But I’ll be thirteen!” she cried. “It’s a really big day!”
“So?” said her Dad. “Big deal.”
Her parents had smiled, wished her good night and left her room. Parents could be so stupid.
But her thoughts were interrupted by her Dad wheeling a large box into her room. On it was printed, “Your First Android Body.”
Yes, today was the day she’d leave her computer home and finally get a body for her AI mind.
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