'One of the finest novels of virtual reality yet written.'—SF Site on The Accord
(Most recent edition: March 2013; infinite press.)
At first I believed her in her proclamations of love. I couldn't believe her when she promised it would last forever, but sometimes I thought Maybe.
Once, when she told me in the throes of orgasm that she would always love me, absently I said, "Will you really?" She looked at me, hurt, eased her grip on me and turned away. Why was she angry? If her words were true she should have reassured me, she should not have been so hurt.
She signed the contract in '16. She vowed to love me forever and, upon breaching the contract, to relinquish any claim on my property or person, all couched in expensive legalese. I should have been satisfied but I was not. Broken contracts were not unheard of, paper could never seal our bond.
A story of love and one man's insecurity. And test-tubes. From the writer of the Philp K Dick Award-shortlisted Harmony, an author "in the recognized front ranks of SF writers" (Locus).