A New Kind of Divorce
Breaking the contract
After driving for five minutes, I realized I forgot my wallet. I drove back, quietly entered home so that I won’t wake up Mary, and retrieved my wallet.
Mary wasn’t asleep. Her room was closed, but I could hear her talking on the phone.
“Yes, I want to get out of the contract.”
“……”
“There is nothing wrong with Pete. He has all the memories of my late husband. But I can’t forget the fact he is just a machine. He can’t truly replace my husband.”
I dropped my wallet.
After a brief pause, Mary shouted, “Pete, is that you?”
For the weekly prompt:
This a Mini-Novella in Flash exploring the relationship between robots and humans. Below you’ll find links to all of the related pieces:
