They had started up again a few days ago. This cold morning, her ring tone shook her roughly from her sweet slumber. She groggily reached out for her mobile phone which lay on her bedside cabinet. She rubbed her eyes as she answered the call, registering that it was still only half past five in the morning. But as soon as she reached for it, it stopped ringing. She put the phone back on her bedside cabinet and rubbed her eyes. She had started receiving them first back in November, soon after she had dumped Carl. He would call her but say nothing. At first, she tried to speak to him and reason with him. She knew it was him but when he said nothing, she hung up. He would call back immediately and do the same thing all over again. Never saying a word. But just hanging on the phone, listening to her. It was eerie. And the more it happened, the more it unnerved her. She would have preferred him to shout at her than to have the complete silence. The silence scared her because it was full of so much intent. He used to text her too.
