1 Mary flipped the TV channels listlessly. She was bored. Both her 1 parents were working and there was nothing interesting on TV. She wished she had something to do or a friend to talk to. 2 Then the phone rang. 3 “Hello. Jasmine, please?”(1) 5 4 “Jasmine? There’s no on here by the name of Jasmine,” (2) answered Mary. “What number did you dial?” she asked. 5 “63556378. Isn’t this the right number?” the male caller demanded. 6 “Yes, it’s the right number but there’s no such person here,” Mary 10 could hardly keep the exasperation out of her voice. 7 “Oh. So sorry. I really thought this was Jasmine’s number. I must have copied down the wrong number.” The caller’s voice had become most apologetic, and Mary could picture a woebegone man at the other end of the line. 15 8 “It’s ok,” Mary replied and got ready to hang up. (2) 9 “You’re very nice. Most people would have scolded me or slammed the phone down on me,” said the caller softly. He sounded mature and educated. His voice had a caressing quality. 10 “Umm, it’s ok. Look, I have to go,” said Mary. 20 11 “Do you have to go so soon? I’m all alone and you have such a nice voice. Would you mind talking for a little while?” interrupted the caller, (3) in a cajoling tone.
12 “Look, sorry, bye, got to go.” Mary hung up the phone abruptly. (4) She wondered if it was rude of her to hang up like that but she was 25 beginning to feel frightened. (5) The called seemed harmless but she was uneasy talking to a complete stranger. (5) Moreover, he sounded so intimate, as if he wanted to know more about her, which made her feel most uncomfortable. 13 The phone rang loudly. (6) 30 14 “Oh no, what if it’s that man again?” thought Mary with dismay. (7) She clenched her fists, her stomach tightened in a knot of fear. (8) She did not know how long she stood there, undecided, staring at the phone. (8) “Stop being afraid,” she told herself. “It’s probably mom.” (10) Reluctantly, she reached for the receiver. (9) 15 “He-‐llo,” her voice was quaking as she spoke. 35 16 “Hello, you’re still there,” drawled the saccharine voice of the male caller. “I was hoping you’d still be there. I really wanted to talk to you…” (12) 17 Mary slammed down the receiver hastily. (11) Her hands were 40 shaking. She felt threatened and trapped. A frightening thought came to her mind: what if the caller could find out where she lived? (14) Should she call the police? Her phone had no caller ID, so she could not trace the call. What should she do? The caller’s presence was almost palpable. Suddenly, the flat seemed too quiet, with no one else at home. She had to get out 45 before… 18 Hastily, Mary scribbled a note to her parents and grabbed her bag and keys. (13) When the caller called again, he would find no one there