And there she was, on the front doorstep, she had eyes all round her head. “Hello, my name is Lettie, I’ve come to look after Mrs T tonight. I’ve cooked a casserole for her.”
She came into the house, Mrs T was pleased to see her, but said nothing. She put the casserole in the kitchen and she combed Mrs T’s hair. Lettie was very patient as only an android could be. Lettie was made of aluminium struts and little motors that made a whirring sound.