Telephone timer

We were schoolmates sharing the same desk and best friends wishing to be sisters. We would see each other daily at school, visit each other often but still our time together always felt too short. We would sneak to our land line phones and call each other in the evenings, speaking endlessly about books and boys, hiding from our mothers and ignoring the shadow of the future phone bill. If one of our mothers would realize that we are on the phone for half an hour already both of us would say that the other one called and it just happened that she didn’t hear the phone ringing.

Our mothers could have definitely use these telephone timers when we were 11. They are lucite and from the sixties, with small sand-glasses inside.

We are still friends, of course, and even if we don’t manage to meet as often as we would like, we still talk a lot on the phone.


Linking up with Idle needle's blog challenge Make, Thrift and Tell.

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