How to Build a Boyfriend from Scratch. Sarah Archer
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HOW TO BUILD A BOYFRIEND FROM SCRATCH
Sarah Archer
Published by HarperCollinsPublishers Ltd
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First published in the United States as ‘The Plus One’ by G.P. Putnam’s Sons, a division of Penguin Random House LLC, New York 2019
This edition published by HarperCollinsPublishers 2019
Copyright © Sarah Archer 2019
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Source ISBN: 9780008354299
Ebook Edition © July 2019 ISBN: 9780008335168
Version: 2019-06-17
To Gunnar, who is perfectly human
Contents
Copyright
Dedication
Chapter One
Acknowledgments
How to Build a Boyfriend from Scratch
A Conversation with Sarah Archer
Discussion Guide
About the Author
About the Publisher
Of the three people standing onstage, only two of them were people. But that was totally normal to Kelly—one of the people people. Along with Priya, her best friend and fellow robotics engineer (the other person person), she looked out over the audience filling the brightly lit demonstration room: a field trip of fifty or so kids, squirming and grouchy under the cloud of that early January gloom. The children were freshly reinstitutionalized after two halcyon weeks of holiday break, the feral spirit of pajama days and pumpkin pie breakfasts still smoldering in their eyes. And now it was up to Kelly to win their wandering attention.
“I’d like you to meet Zed,” she began tentatively, gesturing to the robot standing beside her. He was one of the first projects she had worked on five years ago when she landed her coveted job at Automated Human Industries, AHI, the boutique cutting-edge robotics company. Zed made a modest impression at first glance, his body a four-foot-tall construction of steel ligaments and exposed wires, his face a flat panel. “I know he looks pretty basic,” she continued, trying and failing to eclipse the gleeful Pillsbury Doughboy noises issuing from four girls in the back as they took turns poking each other’s stomachs. Kelly was not the most confident performer. This was a young woman who, when playing a tree in her third-grade play, had gotten stage fright—despite