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NO DIAL TONE Blanche was on the phone again. "So then I told her, and you know it yourself, Hazel, I'm not one to mince words when I have something to say! I told her, I said, that baby ought to be on solid food by now. She started telling me what that doctor said and I cut her right off and I said that so-called doctor doesn't know anything! I had two children growing up when that slip of a girl was in diapers herself. How many children has she raised? They should get rid of that one and go back to Dr Morris! And that young girl should get married and raise some of her own before she starts giving advice! "Well, this is my grandchild after all and anything to do with my grandchild is my business! Amanda thinks I did everything wrong, does she? Well, if I did it seems to me they turned our just fine in spite of it. So then I said to her -- are you still there? Hello, hello!" She rattled the receiver and called out "The phone just went dead! Garvey did you pay the bill?" "I paid the bill. She hung up on you, I don't wonder. It's what I'd do." "No, there's no dial tone, it's dead. Garvey, call the phone company!" "On what?" "Well we can't sit here with a dead phone! We might have an emergency! You have to do something!" Garvey folded his newspaper. He got out of his chair. "I can't believe the Yankees lost again," he said. He was grinning as he headed for the basement to put the wire cutters away. 276 words
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