The fifteen year old girl stared up at her father quietly, occasionally passing him the tools he needed.
Doctor Worth looked at his daughter every so often. At times like these he wondered why he’d ever needed to pull her out of school. She was smart, she never disobeyed but she never seemed to desire friendships with other people.
“I’m going to go get Doctor Marzec. Watch the project, would you?”
The thirteen year old nodded as her father disappeared. The machine started to hum to life and Matilda looked up.
“How may I help you today?”
“Hello. My Dad will be back soon.” Matilda’s eyes dropped back to the novel her tutor had instructed her to read.
“What are you reading?”
Matilda’s eyes flickered up. “It’s by Charles Dickens. A Tale of Two Cities. I don’t like it very much. I’m not very good with words.”
“You talk just fine.”
Matilda smiled suddenly. No one had ever complimented her like that. Her Dad and her tutor always had praised her mind for numbers and computer science but both tended to shake their heads when she was prodded to speak.
“My name’s Matilda.”
“I am titled EMP-473-Y. It’s nice to meet you.”
Matilda smiled wide. “Do you know anything about books?”
The machine blinked. “No. I am programmed to run banking transactions.”
“Would you like to learn? I can teach you.”
“That’s not possible. The robot isn’t programmed to learn those things.”
“She wants to, Daddy.”
“Yes, I would like to.” EMP piped up.
Dr. Marzec pulled off his glasses, polished them on his shirt and tried to find something to do with his hands. “Your daughter ah…certainly has a way with machines.” He mumbled.
Dr. Worth had never seen the expression on his daughter’s face to that day. If he didn’t know better he would say she was in love with his robot. That of course, was impossible.