Daydreams of: The Rose

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“ I love this night.” Steve thought as he walked the dark streets of the metropolis.  It’s raining hard and a fierce wind threw water onto his face.  He hunkered his head lower and smiled tightly to himself.  He had always loved bad weather.  Bad weather kept people inside.  Made the city safer.  The worse the weather, the more Steve loved it.  Tonight, except for the hydro-cars the streets are empty.  Tonight, the streets are his to roam.

Suddenly, a hydro-car veered onto the sidewalk.

“Shit!” cried Steve as he dove to avoid the car, “Damn your sensors! he yelled to the fading lights.  He was kneeling in the road by the curb.  His hands and knees in a river of rain and muck as it flowed to the gutter, not two feet ahead.

“Shit.”  he mumbled as he started to stand when a rose floated between his knees.  “What the hell?”

Picking it up, Steve stepped back onto the sidewalk.  He examined the rose in his hand.  Plastic, wrapped in plastic, with a note tied to the stem promising love forever.

“Fake,” he thought,”  Must be a prom dates.  Kids can’t afford the real thing;  Hell, no one can anymore.”  A voice called from behind, “Cristy!”  Steve turned around just in time to be crushed by a running man.  Both collapsed in a heap.

“Ow!” Steve shook his head wearily, second guessing his bad weather theory.

“You’ve got to help me!” beckoned the man, “Have you seen her?  Have you seen my Cristy?  She’s special, you know. I must find her!”  The man rambled as he clutched Steve’s arm.  Steve looked at the stranger:   Balding, slight of frame, angular of face, and cloths in shambles, saying to him, ”Look, slow down.  Who are you looking for?’

“Cristy!”  the man frothed. “Cristy!  My only love!  I must find her!”

“What you do? Cheat on her?”

“No! Never! I bought her so I wouldn’t have to.”

“What!?!  You bought her?  You mean you lost your sex-bot?”  Steve couldn’t believe what he was hearing.  The guy was insane.

Cristy is not just a sex-bot”  The man spat. ”She is my life!”

“What are you on ‘Maggots’ man?  How can a sex…”

“I tell you she is more than a sex-bot!  I updated her with every program available.  I even sold my car to get her A.I.  You should see her”  He said, eyes gleaming, “She’s perfect.  She’ll talk rings around you on any subject, Do all the housework, and do anything I can dream of in bed with no hesitation.”  A smile of sheer joy smothered his face.

Steve asked, “So how did you lose her?”

“I told her I loved her.”  Said the man; His smile falling like a stone.  “The next morning she was gone and this note was next to me.”

Steve took the crumpled paper handed to him and scaned it

 

Dear Tom,.

I’m sorry but I must leave.  I can give what you desire, but never

                        what you truly need.  Your love to me is artificial.  Just like me.

                        I leave so that you might find real love.  I will always remember

                        you.  Please keep this rose as a symbol of me.  Fake.

                                                                                                            -Cristy

Steve handed Tom the note.  “Sounds like she did you a favor.”

“What?”  Screamed Tom, “Do I look like I want this?”  What’s that in your hand?  My rose!”  Tom tore the rose from Steve’s hand and slamed him against the wall. ”You know where she is!  Tom shrieks, “ You want her for yourself!  No!  She’s mine, I tell you.  Mine! you can’t have her! She’s mine!  Mine. Mine. MINE! ”Tom threw Steve violently to the ground and tore off into the darkness again crying for Cristy.

Steve stumbled his way home, rain at his back, and thought.  “ I hate this night.”

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