It was the year 3040, the era of the robot. Emerson, a young teenager, was crying in the hallway of his mansion. His parents decided to buy a robot to take care of their son -- prepare breakfast for Emerson, drive him to school.
Emerson’s father walked in the front door.
“What happened son? Why are you crying?”
“I’m crying because you and mom don’t love me.”
“We love you so much son, don’t say that.”
“Why did you and mom buy a robot to take care of me?”
“We don’t have time to take care of you.
We thought the robot would be better for you. Now go to bed, son.’’
Emerson refused to go to school the next day and stayed in his room, crying.
His father came home early and looked for his wife.
“I’m going to delete the robot,” he told her...