“Do we send for Healers?” one of my owners asked. “They are very expensive.”

“It didn’t even need the Keepers yesterday,” another of them groused.

“We paid them to sit and stare at our experiments all day.”

I hated to be seen as a burden. My cost should always be nominal so they would continue to keep me, so I risked irritating them and spoke up.

“When I was sick on Earth, I always stayed home alone. No one ever watched me, Sirs,” I told them honestly.

My fake Masters hated to hear me speak, but that is what they wanted to do already. They left me in their rooms and told me to heal myself.

my period I was on my own for the

had found where they kept food in the kitchen, so I ate

Angela’s Library

it was supposed

cleaned the apartment and straightened everything

Damien

I felt vicious. I wanted to tear the head off

what I needed. Being made to sit and watch a

all agreed

I stood in the living area confused. I didn’t have Brothers and I wasn’t watching a fight. Perhaps I was losing my mind, I thought. Shaking myself free of the strange feelings I got back to

morning meal, but otherwise I was well. Keeping me at

wanted everything to look normal, so they wouldn’t have to hear about

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