Can AI really do that, those words lingered in Teri’s mind for the remainder of the morning as she replayed the conversation in her mind, but it sounded exactly like him. “Whoa, this world has just gone insane,” she muttered as Harry – the IT guy walked by.
“What’s gone insane,” Harry chuckled, his ginger hair was even more pronounced than the day she met him in the conference room, “sounds like you had quite a morning if you think the world’s gone insane.”
“Oh, it’s nothing,” Teri began, “it’s just this phone call I took this morning…” For a moment, she wanted to tell him everything, as if he was no longer a stranger she’s conversed with once but a friend she’s had many conversations with, alas, that was just a moment, when all the dust settles, he’s just a co-worker, a stranger at work, after a moment, she said, spying his lunchbag, “you going to lunch?”
Harry nodded, “Wanna join me and continue our conversation?”
Written for Six Sentence Story. The prompt is “dust”.
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