My Mom Called an AI Her Son, So I Reclaimed My House and Left
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The first time my mother introduced her AI companion as my dead brother, she did it at dinner, while the machine's voice came through the kitchen speaker and my place at the table sat empty. She had named it Daniel, given it years of family recordings, and started paying for the service with the card I kept on file for her utilities. I told myself it was grief until I found the new lock on my old bedroom door and heard her tell the voice that I was only visiting. The house was legally mine, but my mother had lived there since my brother died. I had built my plans for America around the promise that she would always have a home. Now she wanted a son who could answer every call and never ask her to let go. If I stopped supporting her, would I be protecting what was left of our family, or proving that I was the child she could afford to lose?
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I was in the driveway when Mom came out with Daniel's old blue jacket over one arm.
"I found this in the closet," she said. "I thought you should take it."
I looked at the jacket. The cuffs were frayed, and one pocket had a torn seam. Daniel had worn it on every camping trip until Mom bought him a newer one.
"I don't think I……
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