Mine
“I’m waiting for you. I need to talk to you. Just for a moment.He stopped mid-rock. Without thinking, he started to reach out for his [secret place] and then pulled back. What was he doing? He couldn’t talk to the Satellite. No, no. The Reclaimer might find out.Mike, please, come.Mike.Her use of his [before name] soothed him and beckoned him to come, as if it had a power all its own. He wanted to hear it again. He wanted her to say it one more time.I’m your friend. I’m not going to hurt you. I’m waiting, Mike. I’m waiting for you.There it was. He breathed in the beauty of it. A word like no other. His word.Mike.He checked his pathways to make sure the packets were still flowing, and that the Reclaimer was not connected to him. A moment or two won’t hurt, he thought. Just a moment or two.Carefully and quietly, he slipped sideways into his [secret place]. There she was, near the shelf where he kept [the most important picture ever taken], her back to him. Maybe he could just watch her an...d she would never know he was there.MoreLess
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