By Fernando Figueras (*)
twenties Nicole was a beautiful blond hair and perfect nose to be touched gently on the neck was transformed into a sweet little girl of nine years, to be embraced, again became an attractive young woman. Ry had bought with intent to escape from loneliness, but without exaggeration. He and his wife, or he and his daughter, always in pairs. Three's a crowd. No sooner had acquired, had to format it by letting you know your smell, your touch, the way to mutate only responding to it. Nicole Neither the woman nor the girl knew how Nicole appeared the other, just knew that the summoning gesture. But they were aware of the existence of its opposite, which made them feel jealous.
"How many hours and how much was it me?" Ry asked him, forcing him to arrange schedules for each evenly, and to provide compensation to some excess in the durations. The effort worth it, because he was not alone, and enjoyed playing at being married without children or single father. She, meanwhile, spent his time between caresses and hugs, and, in its own way was happy. One day, Nicole asked her father permission to take a walk. It was the hour and a half of sunlight, so much enjoyed. He consented, the girl and could handle alone. In his round, he met a Tim Perfect. They talked and laughed with the facility's own infants. Walked hand in hand soon. Then, she knew how much was in the hands of Ry.
What would your life if Ry died when she was in force was the wife Nicole? Die at that moment, leaving the adult and version permanent, and she could no longer enjoy the sun, or his father or that feeling that caused him unexpected contact with Tim, who was also an example of advanced, programmable to detail. The child then chose to miss out there. Tim followed. Also avoid a possible tragedy. Shadows falling sought refuge.
spent the long night together, discovering qualities that even its makers had suspected. After the break, she took Tim's hand tightly. He held in his, as he explained. And Tim mutated. Nicole received him with a "Hi, Dad."
(*) The story is part of Edition No. 107 Miniature , devoted to the genre shortly fantastic.
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