I asked a couple of posts ago if anyone wanted drabbles and lost_spook asked for:

anything to do with Press Gang, Kenny and wrong numbers

so I wrote:

Wrong number, right thing to do

"Lynda?" Kenny frowned upon hearing the voice on the other end of the phone. "I didn't call you."

"I know." Her tone was smug. "I had the line re-routed."

He sighed. "Lynda, you can't stop me from going to Australia."

"Oh, can't I?"

He had to admit it was hard to stop Lynda doing anything she didn't want to, but he hated to leave it like this. "Come and see me off at the airport." When she said nothing he added, "Please?"

"I'll think about it." She slammed the phone down.

Kenny hoped she would forgive him for leaving.