Summer At the Star And Sixpence
“She glanced without interest at the screen – gone were the days when she was ruled by her phone – and saw with a frown that it was the same City number that had called several times over the last few days. PPI calls, she assumed, or a salesperson; certainly no one she knew. She’d changed the number when she left her PR job in London and only a handful of people had the new one. Whoever was calling, it wasn’t a friend. She blocked the number and went back to her magazine. Could they get away wit...h a roll-top bath in one of the rooms, she wondered, admiring a scroll-footed tub in one of the glossy photos. Or was it asking for a flooded ceiling?
Her phone buzzed and rang again. Sam glared at it, noting the similar but not quite the same number on its screen. ‘Go away,’ she muttered, hitting the mute button.
Almost immediately, it vibrated and rang once more. She stared at it, uneasiness creeping over her. An automatic redialler? she thought.MoreLess
Her phone buzzed and rang again. Sam glared at it, noting the similar but not quite the same number on its screen. ‘Go away,’ she muttered, hitting the mute button.
Almost immediately, it vibrated and rang once more. She stared at it, uneasiness creeping over her. An automatic redialler? she thought.MoreLess
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