"Some nights I turn over and see my phone all lit up. I'm pretty sure Darlene's going through it to check my phone calls," he said with a head shake. "I'd swear she's becoming more real every day. Anya may have programmed her with the managing bug. She wants to arrange my private life."
He idly poked his straw at the melting ice in his cup. "I haven't found a name for the bike yet. It has to be just right."
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