There was another box. I was going to press another button. I was going to wipe out all of my own kind, man, woman and child. I was so sure I was right. What happened? The same thing that happened to you.
evening, Clara, you
may call me whatever you like, except maybe asshole
– that wouldn’t be so very nice. I must admit, I was a little
surprised when you just stormed out because I had thought you were
enjoying the fact that I wasn’t stepping on your toes.
reason I’m replying so late is that I’ve been busy with a new short
story today, which I’ve just finished. I hope you’ll enjoy it.