On my left I saw a large circular nurse’s station, several young girls seated behind computers. I walked over to the desk, leaning on the counter as... the young woman typed.“Can I help you?” she asked, without looking up.“Yes mam, I am here to see Bryan Butler.” I replied.She stopped typing and looked up quickly, she was quite attractive. I could tell she was immediate startled at my size, she pushed back sharply in her chair, standing up.“Are you family?” she asked.“No mam, my name is Brian. Isse pahle meri muh se chikh nikalti bhaiya ne apnehonth mere honthon rakh diya aur mera muh band kar diya jisse meriaawwz dab gai. meri aankhon se aansu aane lage mujhe bahut dard ho raha tha. meri choot se khoon bhi nikal raha tah aisa lag raha tha jaise kisi ne bhatti se nikla lal loha choot mein ghusa diya ho. main bahut tadap rahi thi. main bhagna chahti thi lekin bhaiya ne mujhpar apni pakad itni majbut bana rakhi thi ki main kuch nahi kar sakti thisiwaaye aansu bahaane ke. meri seal tute. They were twenty and twenty-two that year. It was their room only because they'd shared it before they had gone off to college, each in his turn. All their stuff was still there. They slept there when they were home, but they didn't live there any more. Just after they left that spring I had discovered some nudist magazines under Don's mattress. Don is the younger of my brothers.I pulled the magazines out and we spent an hour or so looking through them. I was surprised when Jack held the. Oh. Oh, right. It sounded like her because it was her. Georgetta had taken the hours of recording they had done and fed it into the VR program until the program could speak in a voice that sounded exactly like her. It was an aspect of the VR. It was part of the reconceiving. Of the reinterpretation. It was part of the process that would save her from the thoughts that were thinking her.Look at you, said the VR-Laurie voice. Not even a voice. It pumped directly into her brain, these new.