Bianca had knocked softly on her daughter's door "Disorder? 》 Paola was still curled up in her warm blankets to sleep, a smile came spontaneously to Bianca. She sat on the edge of the bed and just like moms do she gave him a kiss on the forehead, as a sign of "hey wake up the sun is already high". Paola opened her eyes squeezing them to get used to the light. 《In the kitchen there is breakfast, dad has already left and I'll have to do it too》 Paola was a bit disappointed that she couldn't spend time with her parents but she understood that if they didn't want to end up under a bridge, the parents needed to work. He nodded yes, rubbing his hand on his right cheek for no reason. Bianca got up energetically from the bed and gave her daughter a last smile before closing the door behind her. He stayed a while longer in bed looking at the ceiling, then jumped up and went into the kitchen. Luke was washing the dirty cups this morning. 《Good morning Miss Paola》 《Paola is fine》 《Of course Paola》 Luke continued to wash the two cups of coffee without problems, observing that girl did not understand but there was something ambiguous about her. 《I'm done thanks》 Luke looked a bit at Paola to study her face and gaze to decipher what her expression meant, her cheeks were slightly pink, what did that mean? He had fever? He was ashamed? What did that face mean? Because? The human world was difficult. He did not understand and perhaps he never would. But it was right, he was an android so it was right that he didn't understand it was right that he followed the orders that were imposed on him, he wasn't broken he was. . . Quite right? Luke took Paola's cup and put it under running water. 《Hey, Luke can you play the piano? 》 《Sure you want me to play something for you? 》 《I would like to play with you》

Luke had left the clean cup on the white cloth that was used to absorb the water. He took Paola's hand and they went towards the living room, the predominant colors were light red similar to pink and gold. In the middle of the room was the shiny black piano waiting for them. They sat down together and opened one of the many scores 《What do you want to play? 》 " this " She pointed at it firmly as a slight smile came out of the corner of her lips. "Clair de lune" began tapping their fingers on the piano keys, Luke was doing the right hand and Paola instead the left. The symphony was sweet and slow and later took shape and substance. The shoulders of the two collided, touched and caressed. Luke's first physical contact with a sweet and gentle memory like little Paola. Paola was lying on the sofa zapping not finding anything interesting on TV, the channels only talked about murders, deviants, climate change and how much androids served man today. He snorted loudly as he just saw Luke come out of his room with a basket full of dirty clothes. Paola had got up to follow Luke and see what good he was doing. 《Luke what are you doing? 》 Luke had passed all the weight of the basket on his right hand while with his left he was stroking Paola's little head. 《I'm going to put the washing machine on》 " Can I help you " " all right " Luke had placed the basket on the washing machine starting to sort the clothes by color and folding them together with Paola. 《What would you like to do if you were human Luke? 》 The redhead put a finger on his chin simulating a thoughtful face and set his purple eyes on the girl with a smile. 《If I were human I'd love to. . . still be your android》 Paola made a disappointed face giving Luke a little push without letting him fall " come on! I'm serious. . . 》 《Alright alright, I'd like to be a pianist》 They had finished washing clothes and hanging them, now neither of them had anything to do. So they were both back at square one, on the couch. 《Luke take a walk? 》 " of course " Paola immediately ran to the room to get her black jacket and put on boots of the same color. Gray pants with a slight rip at the knees and a white sweater. She had also taken her shiny black purse with her wallet inside. Luke had taken a brush and was combing Paola's straight hair.

She had taken a rubber band and tied her hair in a bun created free of the hair at the nape.

《More than a walk it looks like a fashion show》

《Well I want to show myself beautiful. . .》

Luca smiled placing his hands on Paola's shoulders

"Here we go? 》

"Yes we go"

Outside it was starting to get the usual autumn cold, the leaves of the trees turning purple, yellow, red and orange. How beautiful autumn thought Paola, with the corner of my eye I spy on Luca's expression of amazement.

《Luke what is your favorite season? 》

《I believe autumn, yes I like autumn》

Beyond there was a garden with swings with a pile of colorful leaves next to it, it would have been wonderful to jump in and get lost as if in water. It is said that water purifies, in fact when we are dirty there is water to remove the dirt or wash our wounds. He had read it in countless books, water always assumed an almost divine symbol. "Work makes you independent and culture free" he had read in a famous book, and he could not help but agree with this phrase.

《Paola is everything okay? 》

The girl shook her head a little while smiling at the android, then took his right hand and carried him up to the swings as she fell on that pile of leaves, it was fun to hear all the dry leaves crack and cause that strange noise. He laughed because he was happy from that moment, instead Luke was sitting on the swing watching Paola calmly while she was having fun.