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Bug's A-Life
Bug's A-Life
Bug's A-Life
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Bug's A-Life

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Something small and silvery-black whisked across the screen. It was gone so quickly it was as if it had somehow noticed her observing it.
The homeowner scowled. “What am I looking at?”
Sarah said, “You’ve got robots.”
“Oh, god,” the homeowner said with a breathy exhalation. “This isn’t going to be cheap, is it?”

LanguageEnglish
Release dateAug 8, 2018
ISBN9780986373541
Bug's A-Life
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Elizabeth Bear

Elizabeth Bear was born on the same day as Frodo and Bilbo Baggins, but in a different year. She is the Hugo, Theodore Sturgeon Memorial, Locus, and Astounding Award–winning author of dozens of novels and over a hundred short stories. She has spoken on futurism at Google, MIT, DARPA’s 100 Year Starship Project, and the White House, among others. Find her at www.elizabethbear.com.  

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    Bug’s A-Life

    WELL. SARAH SIGHED. There’s your problem right there.

    Her finger tapped the screen. She accidentally dragged as well as tapping and enlarged the image grotesquely, losing all definition. She bit back a curse—unprofessional—and resized. Something small and silvery-black whisked across the screen. It was gone so quickly it was as if it had somehow noticed her observing it.

    The homeowner scowled. What am I looking at?

    Sarah said, You’ve got robots.

    Oh, god, the homeowner said with a breathy exhalation. This isn’t going to be cheap, is it?

    THE MICROBOTS HAD GOTTEN into the homeowner’s attic joists and into the insulation space between the interior and exterior walls. The house was over three hundred years old. It dated to the 1760s, and so did its massive roof beams—roughly squared and whittled with cryptic builder’s marks—and the microbots were happily chewing away in the center of those ancient chunks of seasoned oak.

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