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Humanoid Central

by Tom Lichtenberg

Copyright 2012 by Tom Lichtenberg

Smashwords Edition Copyright 2012 by Tom Lichtenberg

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Helena Vega had always, always wanted a daughter, and the early stages had been wonderful, but at the current stage, fifteen years old, Bysshe had developed so many strange preoccupations that her mother couldn't help but wonder which of her own many mistakes were at fault. She was almost beginning to wish the family had never been selected for the Leadership Council, which meant Bysshe was enrolled in Humanoid Central, the new experimental high school where humans and android were supposed to be learning how to co-exist in mutual respect. It was said to be a great honor to be chosen as one of the Future Leaders of Today. Only a handful of families were singled out for that role and Helena still remembered how happy she and Juan Carlos Enrique had been the day they found out. A lot can change in a year.

Was it only a year since her daughter was struggling to escape from her stroller while Helena pushed it around downtown Hoyo, Alaska? It seemed like only last month that Bysshe was a little six year old girl, running around the playground with Robin and Lou, the twins who lived next door, pitching pennies and making dolls out of knee socks. It seemed like only last week that she was roaming the town with her new best friend, Aidan Alexa, collecting bottle caps and memorizing bus maps. Helena had snapshots of these visions in her mind, memories of a girl who was and was not the same as the one who lately came storming home, slamming doors and locking herself in her room.

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