Woof! Woof! Woof!
Inside the farmhouse, a dog was barking and scraping at the front door. When the door finally opened, the dog scurried out and bounced down the porch steps. And then a man appeared.
The man walked with a limp, and slowly made his way down to the crate, where the dog was sniffing around. He unlatched the top of the crate and it swung open on its hinges. Packing foam was tossed aside, restraining cords were unfastened, and there was ROZZUM unit 7134. Her lifeless body sparkled in the late-day sun.
The man reached down and pressed an important little button on the back of the robot's head.
Click.
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Science FictionPUBLISHED; FIRST FEW CHAPTERS AVAILABLE NOT MINE PETER BROWN'S I DIDNT WRITE THIS PETER BROWN DID GET IT ON AMAZON FOR 16.99 NEW YORK TIMES BEST SELLING AUTHOR
