CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Epilogue
"Can I ask you a question?"
"Sure."
Chloe giggled, snuggling up to Xander on the bench. They had a perfect south-facing view of the sunset behind the London Eye on the River Thames.
Two silhouettes against an orange, dusk sun. A man and a woman.
"Are you a simple machine?"
"Eh?" She sucked her drink through a straw. "What does that mean?"
"Simple, like, straightforward. Just the bare necessities of life?"
"Yeah, I know what simple means, silly," she giggled and nudged him in the ribs. "Yeah, why not?"
"Do you understand the questions, though?"
"The simple things in life. Like love and friendship and stuff?"
"Exactly."
"And the machine bit?"
The silhouetted man lifted his arm and allowed her to snuggle up to him. "Like a robot, I think. Progra
