Grandma Robot (11 page)

I feel awful for picking on you
just now. I have to get back to the lab, but let me know when we
can get together for that movie. It and dinner out will be my
treat.” With that said, Amy walked back across the living room to
the door. She turned to look at the room. “Such a quaint house. It
suits you. Now that I know how to find you, you'll have to give me
a tour when we have time.” She winked at Karen and left.

Karen stood watch at the living
room window until Amy's car was safely out of sight. She came back
to the kitchen. “Henie, she’s gone. You can sit up now.”

“Good. What a relief. So I’m a
bucket of bolts, am I?” Henie declared huffily, wiping the hair
over her shoulder.

“Hey, it worked, didn’t it? You
sure acted the part when push came to shove,” Karen
teased.

“I heard her say she'd be back to
visit. What are we going to do with me when she comes back?” Henie
worried.

“You can hide out in the attic.
You fit right in there, besides, no one but me and you go to the
attic,” Karen said.

“Good thinking,” Henie
said.

Karen chuckled. “I'll never forget
the condition you were in when I came back in the kitchen with Amy.
For a moment, I wondered if you really had imbibed like Amy
said.”

Henie narrowed her eyes at Karen.
“From now on young lady, show a little respect for your elders if
you want me to stick around.

In the old days, I was never
inclined to drink. Now I can't imbibe, and you know it. Further
more, call me Henrietta or Grandma. No more of that Henie business.
I always hated that nickname.”

Karen squinted at the robot. Now
that Henie was staying, she sounded as if she was in charge. Then
again hadn't she been all along? Karen leaned over and gave Henie a
hug. “I’d like to call you Grandma.”

Henie smiled as she patted Karen's
hand. “I’m, glad. Now be a dear. Run upstairs and get my connection
to charge my battery. I don't think I'm strong enough to walk. When
you come back, I'll tell you all my ideas about how to liven this
place up. First, we need chickens.”

Wishing she had ear plugs, Karen
rushed out of the room with Henie's voice following her up the
stairs.

About The Author

Hello! I'm Fay Risner. I go by booksbyfay online. For
several years, I wrote short stories and entered them in contests.
Now I'm in the process of turning the short stories into novellas
like Grandma Robot.

You will find my list of books in the front of this
book. I have a mixture of genres. Changing genres gives me
flexibility as a writer. All my books are designed to offer some
humor along with the serious moments. I write in 12 or 14 font to
make my books reader friendly, and all my stories are suitable for
any age group.

My husband and I live on an acreage with chickens,
goats, rabbits and cats. We enjoy raising a large garden and
flowers. For fun, we go fishing in the summer.

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