The Winter of the Robots (2013)
“I turned back around a couple of times to make sure he was still there. When we passed under the railroad bridge, I saw that he’d stopped, was trembling and crying.
I went back. “I didn’t know,” I told him, reaching out to nudge his elbow. How could I? I’d never been to Nomicon.
He yanked his arm away and let loose with a torrent of swearwords and accusations. The gist of it was that I shouldn’t have dragged him there, and that I was a jerk for doing so, and there were lots of things I could do next, and/or things he would do to me. His voice rose and mixed with the roar of a train rumbling overhead.
“Oliver, I didn’t know where we were,” I told him when the train had passed. “I never would have made you go there if I’d known.”
“So you ended up there completely by accident?”
“We were just trying to find the otters.”
“You and your fuzzy otters,” he said. He really did say “fuzzy otters,” and it was funny. I laughed, and then he snorted and laughed, too.
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