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RING! RING!
The phone on the counter-top buzzed alive, scaring the empty cup half out of her hands.
“Hello?” she answered.
“Hi, this is Beth, Ben’s mom. We were wondering if Sam could come over for a few hours today.”
“Oh, hi Beth, yeah that would be great. When would you like me to drop him off?”
“We’ll just pick him up and then you can come get him at, let’s say, one o’clock. Do you have some paper to write down the directions to the house?”
“No," Suzanne answered. "Just read me your address and I’ll put it in my phone and GPS it.”
Suzanne entered the address in Google maps, swiped to her clock function and set the alarm for 12:45 pm. She waved goodbye to her son and finally relaxed with a hot cup of coffee for the next half hour.
I think I’ll get some cleaning done since the house is empty.
She grabbed up her phone and flipped through the screens until she found Pandora. She touched the Christmas Radio title and turned it up.
She organized the clutter, dusted, emptied the trash, vacuumed and swept. Next, she pulled out the mop bucket and began filling it in the bathtub. She hoisted it out and set it in the middle of the kitchen floor, then plunged in the mop and belted out the last chorus of, Let it snow. She grabbed her phone to give the song a quick thumbs up and it slipped, as if in slow motion, from her hands. Ker plunk, right into the mop bucket.
“Oh crap!” she frantically searched for the phone in the grimy water.
She pulled it out, padded it off and quickly buried it in a bowl of instant rice. She hoped that she could save her precious lifeline from a certain death.
With a sigh, she looked out the window at the old house across the street. Reluctantly, she put on her shoes and marched over to Mrs. Robins’ house. She was a dear old woman that Suzanne always used to talk with, but sadly, she hadn’t uttered a word to her in two years. Life had gotten so busy.
“Hi Mrs. Robins, can I use your phone for a minute?” she asked.
“Well sure dear.”
The old woman politely led her to a black rotary phone sitting on top of a large yellow phonebook all on a neat little stand next to her chair. Suzanne took a seat, pulled out the book, and began searching for names.
“A, A, A… Anderson. Beth and Jim Anderson.”
She jotted the number down on a piece of scrap paper. She dialed the number and, this time, asked for directions.
“Oh, I go right by your house on my way to church,” Suzanne said.
“Is your church the one on the hill just before Swanson road?”
“Yes it is, we’ve been going there now for five years. We love it…you wouldn’t want to join us this Sunday morning in service would you?”
“I haven’t been to church since I was a girl,” she answered. “I think I’d love to.”
Suzanne walked back to her house simply astonished at what just took place. A family is actually coming to church because I dropped my phone, wow.
Next item on the list:
Wristwatch.
She marched up to the attic and started digging through boxes of old forgotten things. There it was, a small silver watch her husband had bought for her on their tenth anniversary. The battery, amazingly, still had juice.
She slid it on and started to leave when something else caught her eye… An hour later, she had fond memories strewn all over her lap. Pictures of her kids when they were babies and photos of her parents’ wedding had tears rolling down her cheeks.
She jumped when she saw the time, 12:50.
A short drive later, she returned to her house with Ben. She heard her husband snap the last piece of her phone in place. They all gathered around while he pushed the power button. It flickered and then went black. He looked at her apologetically.
She touched the timepiece on her wrist and said, “That’s absolutely okay with me.”
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