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Solomon
Solomon
Solomon
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Solomon

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This story was inspired by Brian Aldiss' Supertoys Last All Summer Long. But instead of exploring what happens when a couple recieves a child that is a robot this story explores what happens when a child recieves a surrogate parent that is a robot. It's done with alternate history, the year 1957, and aliens that resemble us but say very little about their origins are trading technology and advanced machines for some of our soil.Quickly companies form partnerships with the extraterrestrials and single mother, Lydia Meyer is convinced by a slick salesman that used to sell vacuum cleaners to purchase a new Solomon series robot to be a companion for her lonely son. It goes badly.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherJT Pearson
Release dateMar 5, 2013
ISBN9781301414581
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JT Pearson

JT Pearson is possibly more myth than reality. It is widely believed that he has been around for thousands of years. Archeological digs have uncovered Grecian artwork that suggests that they prayed to him to cure ailments of the feet. Irish legend insists that JT Pearson is that movement in shadow that you’re not certain that you actually saw, or that image at the edge of your peripheral vision that vanishes when you turn toward it. In the upper Midwest of the United States people had claimed that they had several images of JT Pearson captured on film but they were all poor quality and eventually proven to be hoaxes. It is only recently that an artist rendering was discovered in the attic of an old convent that is believed to be authentic. President Richard Nixon had claimed before his death that JT Pearson was the specter that haunted his boyhood home, and quite possibly the reason that his mother left his father for a short time. Nestled among all of these legends and hearsay is the accusation that he is the author of this sight and responsible for the drivel that has been filling your head. Lawyers for JT Pearson advise that if you read his work you do so at your own peril and no form of compensation either monetary or otherwise will be offered for any injuries permanent or short term which are incurred within the pages of his stories. If you’d like to communicate with JT Pearson either burn a photograph of yourself and sprinkle the ashes into the wind at dusk or you may take the more conventional route at thehungryrobot2005@gmail.com P.S. look for novels coming in the near future. For now, please enjoy the many short stories that he has provided for you to read for free. Feedback is much appreciated.

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    Solomon - JT Pearson

    Solomon

    By J. T. Pearson

    COPYRIGHT 2013 Joseph Pearson

    Smashwords edition

    CONTENTS

    Prologue

    Part 1

    Part 2

    Part 3

    Part 4

    Part 5

    About the author

    More short stories by JT Pearson

    Contact

    Prologue

    1959

    Lydia has turned her sheets into knots while attempting to wake herself from a nightmare. She feels eyes on her as she sleeps. Someone is present in her bedroom and looking down on her. She wants nothing more than to break free from the dream and grab the specialized weapon from under her bed, a rifle that fires supercharged electric slugs that the security rep from Galactic Enterprises gave her for home defense. Then she is awake. She rubs frantically at her eyes and waits for her vision to adjust to the darkness of the room. Her heart pounds uncontrollably and her breathing is frantic. She lunges over the edge of the bed and grabs the rifle and then bolts back up, turning the bedside lamp on simultaneously. Light floods the room. There is no one. Just another bad dream. She takes a deep breath and leans back against the headboard.

    The counselor that Galactic Enterprises had provided for Lydia and her son had told her that sleepless nights would be quite normal for some time. Some time had now eclipsed two years. At first the company had posted round the clock guards to protect her and her son, but company budgets have no conscience and soon the guards made less frequent rounds past their home. When Lydia pled for the Port Bay authorities to intervene they conceded authority to jurisdiction, a convenient patsy to blame for leaving a mother and her son completely helpless.

    Just as Lydia bent over the bed to return the rifle she heard her son scream from the other room.

    Part 1

    1957

    Two years previous to Lydia’s sleepless nights.

    The salesman stopped before knocking on the door, grabbed his ankle, and examined the bottom of his wingtip for dog shit. The homes of the women that he had visited so far during his stay in Port Bay had been immaculate. Cleanliness is next to Godliness, after all. He knocked on the door and thirty seconds after, he was smiling at a woman who was not smiling back.

    Hey, doll, mind if I talk with you for a moment?

    "Eisenhower says

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