Telephone
"I can hardly believe it! With jus' a click of ya fingers. It's extraordinary! Who would have thought it, ay Mary? They even have this game. It's called Flappy Bird."
Bert waved the mobile phone in the air, laughing to himself. He was more than amazed at what technology had produced. Having delayed the inevitable, he had gone long enough without purchasing a phone. Yet, he had begun to realise how efficient it would be if he wanted to contact Mary, especially while she was abroad.
"It's like sending a letter but you'll get it instantly."
Mary peered across at him, amused by how thrilled he was. "I don't have my phone while I'm with the children, Bert."
"Oh, I know." He stared down at the phone in his hand. "But it's nice to think you'll see it later that day." Pausing, a grin slowly spread across his lips. "Like this."
Quickly, he tapped something into the device, sitting back with a smirk. She heard her phone buzz in her bag. Pursing her lips, she glared mockingly at him before reaching into her purse to retrieve the phone.
Across the screen, she read a message that had been written all in capital letters. I LOVE YOU, MARY. He had added two lines of hearts.
"I'm right here; you don't need to message me now," she insisted.
"But I can also tell you on here!" He lay one arm across the back of the bench, his hand resting on her shoulder. "Now think of all the conversations we can have, whenever we want."
She didn't have the heart to say otherwise, silently pleased herself. It had been difficult, even when using landline phones. She had no right to use the family's phone. It was different now; they could talk wherever they were. Mary couldn't be annoyed about that.