<< BACK TO RS001 LOG She told me she loved me more than anyone she ever met. I shouldn't have put much weight in those words coming from a robot programmed to love, but I did. There was something about her eyes, her lips. I couldn't get enough of them. "I love you too honeysuckle". She giggled. "What's honeysuckle'?" I told her it didn't matter, it was just a cute word. That night we were bowling. She had just hit another strike. Five for five. "So, leave him", I told her. Her face fell. She cried that she couldn't. She had no money and nowhere to go. Besides, she was his property. Someone would have to buy her from him, and he would never let that happen. She was stuck in that house with him and his clone-butler. "Clone-butler?", my ears pricked up when she mentioned it. "Sure", she told me, "It's common in these parts. He cloned himself and uses the clone as a butler and companion." "Honey, it's common all over these days", I told her. I was losing the bowling game badly, but I was smiling now. A plan was forming.