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by CraftyNotepad

Excuse me just a moment while I check my messages ... A collection of 200-word or so phone messages left on the answering machines about Pickford. You're not only invited to read; you're invited to submit your own! GUEST AUTHORS' BEEPs ARE SHOWN IN CAPS

83. Phone Call For Phil

Disclaimer: Do I own PotF? Nosey, ain't you?

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Hi ya. You don't know me, but I know you, Buddy. You're Phil Diffy and you go to H. G. Wells Jr/Sr. High School. Dark hair, killer smile and drop dead girlfriend. You two look happy together, Phil. Betcha you're going to have a great time at that pop concert in two weeks, even if the music is out of style - who listens to Lady X anymore, let alone actually goes to her concerts? Anyway, why do you think that short blonde in your life is a devil? I think she looks sweet, and your parents look more than happy; I'd say "devoted." Aren't they're tall? They don't seem to mind the devil girl nearly as much as you do. Look, I want you to have a good time at that concert, and I can tell you ain't 'xactly rollin' in dough, so don't even consider rewarding me - just call me back when I can drop off your wallet. See ya soon. 555-1221. Ask for Lucky.

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