Edmond Uses a Rotary Dial Phone
When I was young, but old enough to babysit my younger brother, I used to try to get him to behave by pretending to call Santa Claus and report his bad behavior. This always worked. The odd thing was that I would call Santa on the “magic” telephone…the curtain pulls. Payback is a bad thing, they always say. I found Edmond using a phone I picked up at the Thrift Store last week. I got it because when the power goes out at my house (which it does frequently in the winter) we don’t have any way to communicate with the world. So, I got the old rotary dial, no electricity necessary telephone. There was Edmond chattering happily away with “a nice man in a red suit”, telling him about some of the things that he has observed around here. I’m not liking this at all…