The phone sits in front of me, oblivious to my hesitance. What if the book is right and that number is God’s phone? Not having a dialing code might be troublesome but then, if it was true, He probably had taken all necessary measures to ensure it worked by itself. What if He didn’t want to be reached? Or if He was dead, as some people claimed? Six weeks since I decided to try it and still the same doubts stop me.
What the Hell, I am dialing. Now.
A machine answers: service no longer available. If you need assistance, don’t panic. Service no longer available. If you need assistance, don’t panic…
Don’t panic? Right.