THE SEAPHONE

I’m dialing the seaphone. I’m listening to its ocean tone. It’s ringing…. It’s ringing….

“Hello?”

“Hi.”

“Who is this?”

“Umm … “

“Yes?”

“I … I just … “

“You just what?”

“I just wanted to say, umm … “

“Out with it.”

“I just wanted to tell you that, ah … “

“You what? You wanted what?”

“I wanted, ah … “

“Listen. I’m busy. So if you don’t mind – “

“I wanted … to tell you that I’ve, umm … “

“You want something? You drunk? You got a message for me or something?”

“Not … no. I just … I always wanted to speak. On a seaphone.”

“Jesus.”

Click.

“… bye … “

I’m hanging up the seaphone. I’m turning around. I’m running back down the beach.

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