“Thank you for calling Central Core Data Collections,” the computerized voice said. “If you’re a customer, press one. If you’re an analyst, press two. If you’re a data collector, press three.” Collector 980 stretched out his robotic arm and using… Continue Reading
“It never blinks.” Fred and John were playing chess. John glanced at Fred, and then at the security camera Fred was staring at. “The camera?” John asked, not hiding the slight irritation in his voice. Fred’s preoccupation with the newly… Continue Reading
“Dad, there’s a car in the driveway,” Andy said. I turned my attention away from the evening newspaper I was reading and walked into kitchen to join him. Sure enough, there was a car in our driveway. It wasn’t my… Continue Reading