He stared at the pay phone. A relic from a time long ago. Now silent. A reminder of a call from a stranger. A female voice. Still as clear as the day he lifted the receiver from the pay phone and listened to her words. The voice hauntingly peaceful yet filled with trepidation. A one sided conversation about an unimportant life mixed with a tearful apology.
Why did he answer? Was it authentic? He searched the papers the day after. Nothing.
Sleepless nights followed. More self abuse. A new path of destruction. Now he lifts the phone. Will anyone answer?
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Mind of Shoo
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Wow. This story took me by the throat and never let go. Well done.
shalom,
Rochelle
Wow..thanks for the compliment. TY
Sad. I wish I could help him out of this predicament.
So do I.
wow, had to read it twice to really get it but I agree with Rochelle. Very powerful subject matter
It was tough to write with the word restriction. Glad you understood it and thought it was powerful.
you’re writing is just getting better and better
Awe…thanks. If only I could believe that to be the case.
In that case, just write, don’t think and you will keep improving
ahh, grasshopper juneau. Spoken like a true zen.
Randy
Read it twice… haunting.
TY for reading.
Wow! That rocks! I’d love to know who that woman was on the other end.
I would like to know too. 🙂
Like the voice, your story was haunting. Simple excellent.
janet
Thanks so much for the compliment Janet. And for taking time to read it. TY
Difficult to read without feeling a little heartsick. Well written, darling.
Thanks for the compliment. And for taking time to read. TY
Poor guy. It sounds like it’s going to haunt him for the rest of his life. Intriguing take on the prompt!
Glad it invoked something as you read it. TY
a great take on the prompt .. well done.
Nice of you to say. Thanks for reading.
Excellent tale.
Very intense.
TY 🙂
I read it twice to try to make out what might have happened. I saw nothing I could identify – except the sadness evoked. Randy
Thanks Randy. I am glad I was able to stir up an emotion. And what might have happened is up to the reader. 🙂
“why did he answer” …that’s a question we constantly ask ourselves as the looping reel of the conversation fiddles with our brains isn’t it?
this was haunting.
Why did he anwser…very true Kir. I know I would have answered for sure. My curiousity would have gotten the best of me.
Intricately simple, great detail with refined thoughts. I loved your story. Thank you for sharing your talent! 🙂
Wow…thanks for the compliment. I appreciate the kind words.
An evocative read.
TY and thanks for taking time to drop by and read it.
An unanswered promise? A wish that remains unfulfilled? Nice either way Shoo!
Thanks Joe. It may be both. Up to your imagination. 🙂
Packed a punch this one. Well done.
Thanks for the compliment. Especially considered the limitation of words. TY
Great story! I love the strange mystery woven through it. My type of story.
Glad you enjoyed it David! Thanks for stopping by and reading.
There is so much untold here what happened afterwards… almost like a spreading disease… a cursed phonebox. very good.
There is more untold than told for sure….great for the readers imagination!
Very interesting piece, the rolls reversed for him years later. Hopefully if he makes the call, someone will answer and repay the favor he perhaps did years ago but will never know.
Hopefully someone does answer. But will it help?
Good piece of writing. Makes each reader put themselves in it. We all have some questions in our lives to be answered, or not.
Excellent statement. I wanted to write something open so that the reader can take it to where they would want the story to go. Hard to do with the word limitation but that was the goal. I took it a certain place…I am sure different from most. TY for your keen observation.