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380 pages, Paperback
First published May 23, 2017
“I thought you were supposed to have an adult level of maturity,” he said, looking down at her.
Not at all liking how he was towering over her, she stood and crossed her arms. “I’m learning my maturity from you. I’m pretty sure that the silent treatment is something humans usually stop doing at age twelve.”
Alainn’s father is not a bad man. He’s a genius and an inventor. When he’s hired to create the robot Rose, Alainn knows taking the money is a mistake.
♪♫My Pick For Book Theme Song♫♪
Alive by Adelitas Way --This is for Alainn and Lorccan…I searched for awhile on the internet looking at all sorts of songs and then decided to listen to my own songs and found this one, I thought…this is perfect!!! This song actually makes me like this story a little more than I already did.
♫And I'll be hanging on every word you say to me.
Hanging on a feeling that I get,
'Cause you make me
Laugh a little louder,
Love a little harder.♫
"You will come to the dining room every day at six exactly. If I am not in there, you will wait for me until I am. If I do not come, you will leave the dining room at seven." "Yes, sir." "You will not call me sir. You will call me Lorccan or Lor." "Yes, Lorccan" "And you will never come out of your room at night, ever." This he almost yelled.
"I cannot ingest food," Alainn told him. "I was assured that you could. That you could ingest it, then clean it out of your system by bringing the food back up," he sounded almost angry as he said it.
"You can go to your room," he said in a low voice. Alainn nodded. "Okay." "Go straight there. Once you are inside, you will be locked in for the night."
"Where are you?" she asked. "I am in my office, but I can see you." His voice sounded no less annoyed as he answered.
"What is going on?" he yelled. "I have... important computations to do. My systems are telling me my computations are more important than eating food with some man in the dark." He said nothing but after a second, his footsteps approached the bed. She swallowed hard and scooted to sit on the edge. "You will come to dinner." He was close, a hulking shadow directly before her.