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I can't even finish the first story in one sitting because the feelz.  

I have a long history with this book: when I needed a literary project for an English class in, oh, seventh or eight grade, I was going to make an amateur film of the short Robbie that never panned out.   I  had some of the casting set, and I had finished a god-awful version of a screenplay - not of this novel but of the first story entitled Robbie, and I believe illness got in the way.   (Maybe the hole in the marrow of my knee?)

I'd read the story multiple times, had sobbed through each reading and I remember that writing the screenplay was accompanied by the type of wails Gloria gives when she finds her nursemaid and best friend, the robot Robbie, gone from her house.     

Her mother is a horrid person, a bitch, and constantly puts down robots.   She knows her daughter best, and believes that taking away her companion will be for the good of the child.   Each time I read this, I feel Gloria's joy during her play with Robbie, the fear and horror that accompanies his loss and the urgent need to find him. 

So let me answer two questions for you: I don't have that screenplay anymore, thank Primus, so, no, you can't see it.   (Trust me, it was full of confusion and tears and wailing and overemotional connection with Gloria.   It was weird back then, but makes sense now.)   And yes, I can't finish because tears.   

Forgive the typo.  I'm ten pages from finishing this, and I know what happens, and the sobbing has commenced.   I may need to put this aside for a while because feelz and tears.

PS  - sorry to any other writer ever.  I think this might be hands down the short story that means the most to me, ever.  I doubt anything at all will usurp this given my history with Robbie.   *sobs*  Robbie.  There, self, are you happy?   You've gotten yourself off on that little sobbing spree again...