One of the men got out and checked 'the box' outside the house. I kept checking the phone as he did so and it remained dead. As the technician came back to the van and got in, I asked him where he was going.
"To check the line down the road."
I asked him what was wrong with the line.
"We don't know. We'll check the line down the road."
I asked him if he was coming back.
"No. We will call in."
They stayed by the 'line down the road' about five minutes before driving off. I walked down the road in time to see them heading down the road, out of sight.
My phone is still dead.
Maybe for Easter it will resurrect.
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