16 Apr 2019 8 Comments
in Stories, Twittering Tales Tags: #132 – 16 April 2019, Kat Myrman, Phone Box, Twittering Tales
Photo by Luis Quintero on Unsplash.com
Phone box
The last rays of the sun lit the payphone bronze. Through the dirty window the pool still looked blue. Letters scratched into the glass their meaning long forgotten. Another abandoned motel in the middle of nowhere. No money to use the phone but there was no one to answer it.
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Apr 16, 2019 @ 08:14:41
Good one sis 💜
Apr 16, 2019 @ 08:15:32
Thanks Sis another tale from the dark side.💜
Apr 16, 2019 @ 09:29:12
but the bar was stocked, and with no one to stop us, we helped ourselves to a few large ones, that Scottish whiskey, man does it taste good, and that’s how I got to like scotch… I soon forgot about the phone, smile, amen.
Apr 16, 2019 @ 09:31:07
An excellent way to witness the end of the world…the end of Mankind, the earth will recover with its parasites gone 🤭💜
Apr 16, 2019 @ 09:32:56
and we will all have developed good tastes, no more stuffy atmospheres… happy days
Apr 16, 2019 @ 14:59:01
Yes indeed and to you too 🌹
Apr 16, 2019 @ 15:59:31
Great take on the photo!
Apr 16, 2019 @ 16:39:58
Thank you Susan💜