Too bad the device couldn’t go two months without glitching. Of course, she never needed a service call after hours, when she was home and had the time to wait around. It always happened at work, when she was too busy to sit in one place.
Still, when the artificial leg worked, it was amazing. She could feel fabric brush against her prosthetic as she walked, for crying out loud. It felt like such a natural extension of herself that she could forget it was even there.
And that was the problem. When it seized up, her knee locked and she stumbled, and the reality of her partial leg amputation came crashing back. The prosthetic wasn’t her; it was defective equipment, and it made her feel defective by association.
No. f**k that noise. Nakia wasn’t second best and she wouldn’t accept a faulty
