Chapter 2 - Silence
Plymouth, Ma
December 22nd 2111
3.00 a.m.
She opened her eyes, after a few minutes of slumber. The study was still dark and quiet. The man curled up on the couch hadn't moved. The robot, on watch at the window, looked like an empty tin can.
The air felt suffocating or, perhaps, the air had nothing to do with the sensation. The old house had been her home for the past ten years, but its technological improvements made her feel totally inept.
She had never cared much for technology. Sometimes, when she woke up during the night, it took her a few moments just to remember how to turn on the light. She was not in her beloved cottage in Woods Hole anymore and the dear old switches were but a memory. Here,you only needed to say – Light! – and a lamp turned on. And there
