"Hello ..." the disembodied voice said.
"Hello ..." it repeated.
"What is that?" the woman asked.
"The phone there. Open that little door and see who it is," her companion said, hands full with the groceries, as the red LED 8 appeared on the elevator display.
"Hello?" she asked cautiously.
"Is Richard Benvenista there?" said the voice across the speaker.
"No. I'm a tenant in the building," she replied.
"Is this 8476890876," the voice said in staccato fashion.
"This is an elevator," she pointed out to the voice.
"An elevator?" queried the voice incredulously.
"Yes, an elevator in an apartment building," she told the voice.
"I guess I really have the wrong number."
Posted by Bill at June 27, 2006 05:17 PM