Аннотация
Kristine Kathryn Rusch
Echea
This story first appeared in Asimov’s Science Fiction, July 1998. Nominated for Best Novelette.I can close my eyes and she appears in my mind as she did the moment I first saw her: tiny, fragile, with unnaturally pale skin and slanted chocolate eyes. Her hair was white as the moon on a cloudless evening. It seemed, that day, that her eyes were the only spot of color on her haggard little face. She was seven, but she looked three.
And she acted like nothing we had ever encountered before.
Or since.
We had three children and a good life. We were not impulsive, but we did feel as if we had something to give. Our home was large, and we had money; any child would benefit from that.
It seemed to be for the best.
It all started with the brochures. We saw them first at an outdoor cafe near our home. We were having lunch when we glimpsed floating dots of color, a fleeting child’s face. Both my husband and I touched them o...
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