“I don’t know, Leo. But I know you matter.”
Then came .
She froze. Her coffee mug hovered mid-air. She had programmed him to recognize facial expressions, yes. But she had not programmed him to care . About a Boy v1.01
She laughed—a real, wet, tired laugh. “I’ll show you tomorrow.” “I don’t know, Leo
“I’m not alive.”
“Elara, why do you look tired?”
“I remember being sad. But I don’t remember why it hurt so much. Did you change me?” “I don’t know