What's the Word?, Jason Richard [summer reads .TXT] 📗

He picks up the phone, looking around area suspiciously. He puts money in the pay phone, dials the number, and then he puts the device to his ear.
“Hello? What’s the word?
“Silence?”
He rubs his chin thoughtfully.
“That’s bad. Are you sure?”
He breaths heavily.
“That’s…you know what this means right?”
He fidgets.
“The secret’s out. You know that right?
He looks around again, agitated, with the phone still in his hand.
“I’ll think of something. In the meantime, you find a hiding spot. Okay. Good.”
He calms down and nods his head.
“Good. Hey, listen, my roommate listened in on us. He said he could only hear me speaking. What’s up with that?”
He waits anxiously.
“Oh is that it? Good. That explains it.”
He grins.
“I don’t need a psychiatrist after all. Anyway, keep me posted. Death to the Svingermulls of Pittsburgh!”
He hangs up.
The End

Publication Date: 06-07-2011

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