Her eyes linger on the portraits; it seems like such a happy family, but she's also shy that she'd be able to rejoice in the same happiness.




Lena is huddled over the stairs, looking down at her. She's anxious about all the revealing details of family life, being scanned and processed for Rieke to use; it's as uncomfortable as having a stranger going through her things, and yet it would be so impolite to tell Rieke to go away - get out of the house, out of my mind!




"Let's go to her," Martin says, smiling, and he leads his wife down to Rieke, where he taps her shoulder, finding her face with an awestruck expression.




"You have such a happy family," Rieke goes. "What is your son's name?"




"Werner."




"I saw him getting older - how old is he now?"




"If he were here now, he'd be 13. For two years, he's been sleeping in hibernation, so he's still 11-years old."




"Why isn't he here? Where is he?"




"At the hospital. The doctors say he is sick with a virus, and they're still looking for a treatment."




"I hope Werner gets well soon," Rieke goes. "He is so cute, and I'd love to meet him."




/




The household doesn't have girl's clothing, but luckily Rieke has come along with her own wardrobe, helpfully packed by the company. Some nice dainty dresses, in pink, blue and green; a set of bunny pyjamas (including slippers); and jeans with sweaters, when it gets colder.




One of the first things Martin does, after having her dressed up for the rainy Spring, is take her out to the neighbourhood for a walk. It's just freshly rained, and a rainbow gleams over the houses, under the rays of the mid-afternoon sunlight, and the air is alight with that crisp freshness.

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