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Today, check out the included sneak peek at the cover and an excerpt from he book A Life in After World: Aster:
“Danson!” Sylvia was not in a good mood. “Would you try to contact Marylyn again?”
“She is online now.” The computer replied.
“Finally!” Sylvia sounded exasperated.
“She states that Terry had taken her offline to modify some code.” Danson stated.
“Well see if Marylyn can get him on the screen so we can talk.”
After a short silence Danson finally spoke again, “He is on his way. He was in the lab.”
“So how is your girlfriend Danson?” Sylvia teased.
“”If you mean Marylyn, she is fine.” He stated. “She is more of a sister than a girlfriend. We have the same father.”
“Whatever. You enjoy chatting it up with another one of your type.”
“Yes Sylvia, it is quite refreshing to speak with someone with my same intelligence level.” Danson said.
“Are you calling me stupid?” Sylvia flashed back to her earlier bad mood very quickly.
“No Sylvia,” he defended himself, “but we process information much faster than you humans. Something interesting, Sylvia states Terry has given her a sandbox.”
“What would a computer need with a sandbox?” Sylvia asked.
“A sandbox is a section in her memory where she can modify her own code, and try it out.” He explained. “If it works then Terry implements it.”
“So Marylyn can improve herself.” Danson stated.
A fur covered face appeared on the screen and interrupted any further discussion.
“What is it Sylvia?” He asked.
Sylvia broke into giggles.
“When are you going to stop laughing at me?” He asked pleadingly.
“Sorry, it is just so funny!” She said through her giggles.
“Fine.” He said. “Call me back when you grow up.”
“No! Wait Terry!” She begged. “I don’t mean it. The fur is actually kind of cute.”
“Now I know you want something.” He came closer to the screen. “What is it? Is Danson acting up? Strider broke down? You know I have not even finished rebuilding mine.”
“No Terry.” She said. “I lost my gun.”
“Did you save any pieces?” He asked hopefully.
“No, I was kind of too busy dying.” She stated.