I stared at my cell phone for the first time but I knew who would Stalking me this late, her. She studies at that Theologian college in the city.

"Why religious people are more offensive?" I wondered. What a niece I got, a hell of a bitch.

It rang again. I let it shaking frantically on the nite stand, waited till it ended, then put on the Silent mode. She texted me. I deleted them before my eyes could skim them.

Now i'm thinking of changing my number again. Another sacrifice for such not so blind item.
Well, she'll get it then from my mother or anyone else...