He shrugged. "Maybe you'd like to go to the library. Get something to
read."
I considered. "Perhaps I will," I said. "There isn't much for me to
do, hang diapers and push buttons. Automation has almost completely
eliminated the housewife's traditional chores."
I left Bimford, Jr. with Mother and walked to the library. I asked the
librarian to show me about.
"What are you interested in?" she inquired.
"I don't know," I replied. "Do you have any good recent works on
chemistry or perhaps nuclear physics?"
She raised her eyebrows but conducted me to the proper shelf. After
finding several interesting volumes, I also checked out a volume on
cookery for Bimford. His hot chocolate doesn't improve, despite nightly
practice.
He tells me he is working on a new project.