II.
The phone. She had to find the snooze button and hit it. Niki had a hard time moving, and she sat up in bed, squinting. That’s when she realized that it wasn’t the alarm, it was her phone that was ringing. She immediately panicked. Maybe it was Fanni calling to say that all hell broke loose at home. Or perhaps it was worse, and it was Anita herself, Fanni’s mother, calling to demand why she’d told the big secret to her daughter, forbidding her to see the girl henceforth. She picked up the phone and stared at it. She saw her mother’s photo on the display screen. She had no idea what time it was, but outside it was still dark.
“Good morning, Mother,” Niki said hoarsely.
“I’m not your mother. This is your grandmother.”
Oh–oh. Her grandmother used the cell phone very rarely because eve
