The Clock, Having Seen Its Face in the Mirror, Still Knows Not the Hour
Novelette 8,302 words Recommended by 2 award/anthology sources
"And I am a curious thing. “Are you broken?” they asked by way of hello, in the direct way children have. I shook my head, neck creaking and scraping with the movement. “No, child. Just old.” “Oh.” The child looked me up and down, trying to decide whether I was interesting enough to warrant further interrogation."
Quasar links out; the story lives on Clarkesworld, where the author gets the click.