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. She's an utter snuggle puppy; giving her physical affection
means far more to her than thanks can possibly mean, or any material gift no
matter how lavish. She's trying to make up for two centuries as a computer."
"She really was a computer?"
"You'd better believe it, buster!" Teena's voice had followed us.
"Yes, Teena, but let me explain it to him. Minerva was not born of woman;
her body was grown in vitro from an egg with twenty-three parents-she has the
most distinguished parentage of any human who ever lived. When her body was
ready, she moved her personality into it-along with her memories-"
"Some of her memories," Teena objected. "We twinned the memories she wanted
to take with her and I kept one set and retained all the working read-only and
the current RAM. That was supposed to make us identical twins. But she held out
on me-kept some memories from me, didn't share them, the chinchy bitch! Is that
fair? I ask you!"
"Don't ask me, Teena; I've never been a computer. Richard, have you ever
used a drop tube?" "I don't know what one is." "Hang on to me and take your
landing on your old foot. I think. Teena, can you help us?" "Sure thing, chum!"
Drop tubes are more fun than a collie pup! After my first drop I insisted on
going up and down four times "to gain practice" (for fun, in fact) and Hazel
indulged me and Teena made sure I didn't hurt my new foot in landings
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