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A STRANGER VOICE

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Chance conversations as I walk my usual path make the path unusual. Chance conversations inside my home change the day!

Last month I answered the phone and a voice said, “Hi Grandma.”

“Oh, hi!” I replied.

“Do you know who this is?”

“Sure. I have only one grandson old enough to have a deep voice.”

“Yes, and I have a terrible cold. I’m surprised you recognized me. Did you
hear what happened to me?”

“No! What?”

“My friend Stephen won a fishing trip to Canada, and that’s where I am, right near Niagara Falls.”

“Stephen? I don’t think I know him.”

“Well, you probably never met him. Anyway, it was a last-minute thing, so I’m not surprised you didn’t know.”

“I bought you some science fiction books, Jean Auel, ever heard of her?”

“I’ve heard good things about her. Look, Grandma, I want to tell you something. I know I can trust you, and I don’t want anyone else to know, but I’m in a lot of trouble.”

“What happened?” I asked. Hmm. He may have a deep voice, but his parents aren’t going to let a 14-year old skip school to go to Canada!

“When we crossed the border the police found a little marijuana in the car and arrested us. I swear, Grandma, I didn’t know he had marijuana in the car. Anyway, I don’t want to go to jail, and I have one call and am calling you.” In the car? They DROVE to Canada?

“Oh?”

“I never even tried marijuana, I’m the only one whose drug test was clean.”

Only one? I decided it was time to pop the question, “When’s your birthday?”

“Why are you asking? You want to be sure of who I am? You recognized my voice right away.” That was by a process of elimination, and in reality his voice sounded a little too smooth, a lot too smooth, no longer had that adolescent unpredictability.

“When’s your birthday?” I repeated.

“Don’t you know? When’s yours?”

“No, tell me when your birthday is.”

“You big fat liar,” and he hung up.

Oh, darn it. I didn’t handle it well. I should have found out where he wanted me to wire the money. The police might have been interested.
 

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