Eva sat on her bed and quietly stared at the wall where she had placed many photographs of her childhood with her mother. Both of them are happy and smiling. Eva felt her eyes begin to well up with tears as she looked at the photo, remembering the good times.
Why had her mother had to leave her?
She missed her so much.
Wiping her wet cheeks with her hands, Eva picked up her phone from the bedside unit and frowned at the unknown caller id. She decided to ignore it, but a few seconds later, it came up again.
Whoever was ringing certainly did not give up so easily.
Feeling slightly irritated, Eva picked up the phone and said hello.
Nothing.
“Who is this?” she sighed, unafraid of being messed about.
“Eva?”
She froze at the sound of the familiar female voice on the other end of
