“What do you mean you have no internet?” Sophie screeched.
Holding the pay-phone receiver away from her ear, Hannah attempted to explain her situation once again.
“It’s all their fault!” she said. “They wanted to ‘get away’ from all the stress of modern life. Revert back to a simplified way of living; which meant taking me along for the ride and landing us in some tiny cottage of the edge of who-knows-where!”
“You still have television right?” asked Sophie. “I mean everyone has television!”
“Only free view.” replied Hannah. “And I only get mobile signal if I walk to town because they refuse to take me for something so trivial! Instead I have to use this payphone that the cottage has.”
“How far is it into town?” Sophie asked. “Surely it can’t be that far; you can run. You won the two hundred meter race at sports’ day.”
“There are seventeen miles of hills.” Hannah said. “It has three shops and a Tesco Express. If that wasn’t bad enough the weather has done nothing but rain since we got here!”
“Dire!” cried Sophie. “What will you do?”
“Well there are some puzzles and a few books. I suppose I could… read maybe?”
“Read!” There was a thud on the other end of the line.
“Sophie?” Hannah called. “Sophie are you still there?”
There was no response.
“Stupid thing.” Hannah sneered, slamming the phone back into its cradle. “I knew that it would break.”