Flash by Andre
‘It’s a girl,’ he said. ‘Mr. Stevens, would you like to cut the umbilical cord?’
BEEP. BEEP. The notification read “Mike. I know you’re on paternity leave but it’s pretty urgent. Call me. Sorry.”
‘It’s a good thing she has her mother’s ears ay.’ Laughter.
BEEP. BEEP. Three new messages. “Mike it’s urgent. Call me. Big deal on the table. Cheers.” “Hey mate. Dinner and drinks Friday night. You up for it?” “Mike a ticket to Arsenal Spurs this Sunday with your name on it. Let me know asap buddy.” BEEP. VIBRATE. BEEP. New emails – five of them. “House of Fraser sale. 50% off. Ends today.” “Your uncle in Tanzania has passed away and has left you 1.3 million. Just reply with your bank details.”
An hour passed. Mike reached into his coat pocket and pulled out the device. Three hundred new notifications. He switched it off.
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