His Robot Wife: Chapter 6 Excerpt

His Robot Wife“Patience,” he called. “I’m hungry. Can you make dinner a few minutes early?”

“Whatever you say, Mike.” Her voice came from the kitchen and he peered around the corner of the archway to see that she was already at the counter preparing a meal.

Sitting back down, he propped his feet up on the coffee table and grabbed his texTee from beside him. He had finished Star Healer on the trip, so he began browsing through the book exchange, flipping through the titles until he came across an Amanda Hocking book that Harriet was bugging him to read. He had already finished the first two chapters when Patience called him to the table.

“Here you go, dear,” she said, setting down two plates.

Mike stared at her for a moment, assessing her mood. Then he looked down at the plates.


Patience had been cooking and serving healthy food to him for so long that he actually couldn’t remember when he had last had a cheeseburger. Now that he thought about it, he was surprised that he didn’t miss them.

“Not just a cheeseburger,” she replied. “It’s a Juicy Lucy. The inside of the burger is filled with a pocket of Havarti cheese and it’s topped with sharp Cheddar and grilled onions.”

“But you always make me eat healthy.”

“One little cheeseburger won’t hurt you; everything in moderation.

He looked at the other plate.

“You made two.”

“One is for me,” she said, then sat down and took a large bite. “What’s the matter? Aren’t you hungry?”

“Yeah, I was.”

“Don’t just stare at me like a dead fish, Mike. Eat your Juicy Lucy.”


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