Brass Ep. 13
An old, red telephone box rattled in the wind. For a moment, it sounded like it was ringing. Copper shoved the rusted door open and looked inside. Colourless calling cards dulled by the sun adorned the back wall. A ripped up phonebook scattered its pages across the floor.
She picked up the receiver and held it to her ear. “Hello? Is anybody there?” Copper waited for a reply that silence answered.
She noticed spectacles had been painted across the eight and nine keys. Copper figured the phone had lost its contacts.
Original photo by Steve Gale on Unsplash. Thanks to Warren for the $10 Patronage.
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Little Fears 
I’m beginning to look forward to Copper’s adventures!
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Aww, good ta hear, Dawn.
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NEVER predict where you’ll go with these Guns (a word I just made up meaning Genius Puns.)
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Hah, that’s a fab word! Cheers.
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I couldn’t see that coming
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Kertish! Hah.
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Haha. Copper is the best.
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Grins thank ya!
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Haha. You’re welcome!
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BEAUTIFUL PIECE
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Thank you, Eamy.
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I laughed too hard at this. π
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Grins thank ya. π
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HAHAHA! π
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I can’t see the joke? Lol
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Hah! Kertish!
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You know how to push our punny buttons.
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Arf, cheers, Michael.
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I have really been enjoying the last series of posts. Been a bit busy and haven’t gotten to say so but I am and I’m always in a state of groan when I leave!
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thank you, Real. The stories a bit wobbly, but my pun game has gone up somewhat in January.
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Haha!
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Snort snort chortle chortle
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Grins SorryNotSorry, jay!
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Lol of course
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