The Dance of the iRobot
Roxie sat watching the red iRobot Roomba as it circled the room, sucking up the last bits of confetti leftover from Graciela and Rickey’s engagement party. Graciela’s dog Socrates slept in the corner, surveying the vacuum cleaner with one eye when it came near him. It was 9 am and the party had gone on all night long. Roxie had wanted to leave at midnight, but she couldn’t bear to ask Graciela if she could go home.
“You’re not depressed, are you?” Kyoko asked, pulling up a folding chair.
“What answer can I give that won’t result in a lecture?”
“Look, Rox, you’re allowed to be sad. It’s the end of an era.”
Roxie gave Kyoko a hard look. “I can’t believe you just said that. That’s such a soap opera cliche.”
Writen by: Elizabeth Sowden
“Maybe, but its true.”
“I’m trying to be supportive. But its not going to be the same. I can’t believe Graciela’s getting married already. This happened so fast.”
“Well, it had to happen sometime. Besides, you might be next.”
“What are you talking about?” Roxie asked skeptically. The iRobot spun around in circles as if tangoing solo, then stopped.
“That Javier seems to really like you. I saw how many times he went over to talk to you.”
“So that doesn’t mean I’m going to marry him.”
“No, but it does mean you really should give him a chance.”
“Yeah, give him a chance,” said a male voice. Kyoko and Roxie looked up to see Javier standing in the doorway, clutching a handful of daisies and smiling.
“You know what?” Kyoko asked. “I think Socrates could use a walk.”
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