Two
The auto rolled up to the gate outside the Gloryside Condos compound.
Grace waited for the sensor to read her metrics and open the gate once it confirmed her identity. Since her mother had moved to this singles condo, Grace had been registered as her guest.
“Welcome to Gloryside again, Mr. Jane,” the sensor chirped.
When Grace scowled at him, Heron flashed a sheepish grin. “Sorry. I guess I come here more than you do.”
A pang of guilt hit her. He wasn’t wrong, exactly. It was true that her mother came to her home more often than she visited the condo.
If she was honest with herself, it was because of Henry. She’d never been entirely comfortable with her mother’s AI companion.
Grace pinged her mother. >
There was always the danger that her mother was naked and occupied. Despi
