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The day that Lyman and Kurt were on the cover of NOW magazine, they dropped by Martian Signal to meet with Natalieโs boss. Lyman carried the pitch package, color-matched, polyethnic, edgy and cool, with great copy.
Natalie met them. Sheโd grown out her hair and wore it with bangs hanging over the scar on her forehead, just over her left eye, two punctures with little dents. Three surgeries had cleared all the bone fragments from the orbit of that eye, and sheโd kept her sight. Once she was out of the hospital, she quickly became the best employee Martian Signal had ever had. She quickly became manager. She quickly undertook to make several improvements in the daily operations of the store that increased turnover by 30 percent. She slowly and reluctantly hired her brother, but his gimpy knee made it hard for him to bend down to reshelve, and he quickly quit.
Kurt and Natalie hugged, and Lyman formally shook her hand, and then shook her bossโs hand.
It took less than an hour to convince her boss to let them put up their access point. On the way back, three different people stopped them and told them how much they liked the article, and swore that the first thing theyโd do when they got home would be to open up their networks and rename them ParasiteNet.
Lyman handled the thank-youโs for this, and Kurt smiled and fiddled with his PDA and watched the sky, looking for a girl with wings as wide as a house.
I went to the house,
(she said, as he tended the fire, turning the yams in the coals and stirring the pot in which his fish stew bubbled)
I went to the house,
(she said, resting up from the long flight sheโd flown from Toronto to Craigโs distant, warm shores, far away from Kensington Market and Krishna and Billy and Danny)
I went to the house,
(she said, and Andy worked hard to keep the grin off his face, for heโd been miserable during her long absence and now he could scarcely contain his delight)
I went to the house, and there was no one home. I had the address youโd given me, and it was just like youโd described it to me, down to the basketball hoop in the driveway.
It was empty. But it was as Iโd remembered it. Theyโd lived there. Iโd lived there. You were right, that was the house.
That was the house Iโd lived in. I rang the doorbell, then I peeked in through a crack in the blinds. The rooms were empty. No furniture. Just blinds. It was night, and no one was looking, so I flew up to the third floor, to the window Iโd stared out all those times.
The window was unlatched, and I slid aside the screen and let myself in. The room was empty. No carpet. No frilly bed and stuffed animals. No desk. No clothes in the closet, no hangers.
The only thing in the room was a small box, plugged into the wall, with a network cable snaking away into the phone jack. It had small lights on it, blinking. It was like the one youโd had in your attic. A wireless access point.
I remembered their names, then. Oliver and Patricia. Theyโd been my mother and father for a few years. Set me up with my first apartment. This had been their house.
I slept there that day, then, come nightfall, I set out again to come home to you.
Something woke Andy from his sound sleep, nestled in her wings, in her arms. A tread on Craigโs inviolable soil, someone afoot on his brother.
Slowly, he got himself loose of Mimi and sat up and looked around.
The golem standing before him was small, and its eyes glowed red. It bent over and set something down on the earth, a fur-wrapped bundle of smoked meat.
It nodded at him. He nodded back.
โThank you,โ he said.
Mimi put her hand on his calf. โIs it okay?โ
โItโs right,โ he said. โJust as it was meant to be.โ
He returned to her arms and they kissed. โNo falling in love,โ she said.
โPerish the thought,โ he said.
She bit his lip and he bit hers and they kissed again, and then he was asleep, and at peace.
Canadian-born Cory Doctorow is the European Affairs coordinator for the Electronic Frontier Foundation. He is the coeditor of the popular weblog Boing Boing with millions of visitors every month. He won the John W. Campbell Award for Best New Writer at the 2000 Hugo awards and his novel Down and Out in the Magic Kingdom won the Locus Award for Best First Novel the same year that his short story collection A Place So Foreign and Eight More won the Sunburst Award for best Canadian science fiction book. His other books include Eastern Standard Tribe) and Rapture of the Nerds (with Charles Stross).
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