Sunday Writing Prompt “Phone Call”

The options for our writing challenge today are:

1. Recall a pivotal phone conversation in your own life. What was it about? Who were you talking to? How did it change/effect your life?
2. Imagine that you receive a call from the other side from a person now deceased but once significant in your life (for better or worse). You now have the chance to tell them whatever you like. Alternatively you can assist this person in any unfinished business they may have had.
3. Imagine that you receive a call from a lawyer about the death of an unknown relative or a person you assisted in the past but knew only briefly and an inheritance. What is the nature of the inheritance and what will you do with it?
4. Imagine you receive a call from someone who wishes to connect/reconnect with you. This can be a highschool sweetheart, a child placed for adoption, a childhood friend, an estranged relative etc.
5. Imagine you receive a threatening call from a stalker, blackmailer, ransom etc.
The phone rang at 2pm on Wednesday. Izzy didn’t recognise the number on the screen, so was a little cautious when she answered with a tentative ‘Hello?’
‘Is that Isobel Timmons?’
‘Who’s calling please?’
Izzy had learned a long time ago not to confirm details of herself on the phone to unknown callers.
‘My name’s Tom Slade of Slade, Newton and Corbett. We are the solicitors acting on behalf of Tobias Harbinger, who we believe was a relative of your late mother.’
‘How can I help you?’ Izzy asked.
‘Could you possibly come into our offices one day next week at your convenience with some ID? This is the address…………………..’

Izzy didn’t work on Wednesdays, so a week later she was on her way to meet Mr Slade. She’d looked them up on the internet and they were a respectable company dating back three generations.
The receptionist was friendly as well as professional and Mr Slade met her himself in the lobby. In his early forties, he was younger than she’d expected.
They shook hands, and he led her down the corridor to his offices.
Izzy looked around as he opened an inner door from his reception room. Tasteful decor, comfortable chairs and a coffee machine in the corner. His secretary got up to attend to their refreshments as they got down to business, Izzy having brought her driver’s licence and birth certificate for ID.

‘I can’t believe it,’ Izzy told Guy, her boyfriend later that night.
‘Tobias was a great uncle I didn’t know I had and I’m his only surviving relative since Mum died.’
‘Wow! What did you inherit? A mansion? A boat? A bottomless bank account?’
Izzy thumped him playfully.
‘Not exactly.’
‘Well????’
‘I’ve inherited a zoo.’
‘A what?’
‘Zoo. Complete with animals and staff. ‘
‘How on earth are you going to deal with that?’
Izzy laughed.
‘Easy! All the running expenses are tied up in stocks, shares and a variety of bonds Tobias had invested in over the years. The dividends from those and the income generated by opening the zoo to the public will be enough to lead a comfortable life.’
Guy thought about it.
‘Wouldn’t you rather sell it and not have the responsibility?’
‘Actually no. It’s a great opportunity now that I’ve qualified as a vet and I’d like you to come with me. We can pool our resources and experience and make a go of it.’
Guy thought about it.
‘Where is this place then? London? Cornwall? Brighton?’
‘India.’
He was stunned.
‘With elephants?’
‘Particularly elephants.’
Izzy knew his passion had always been elephants so his reaction pleased her immensely.
‘Ye-ha girl! Count me in!! When do we leave?’

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have an elderly dog called Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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10 Responses to Sunday Writing Prompt “Phone Call”

  1. Sadje says:

    A wonderful story! Love happy endings. 👍😍

  2. Pingback: Telephone Call…. | sparksfromacombustiblemind

  3. Zael Sealing says:

    Delightful!

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