I'm gonna let her take some of the limelight." Aw, shucks, Michael," smiled Jean. "I didn't really do anything special. My neighbor is the postmaster....I had a cup of coffee with her. Of course, she couldn't do anything officially to help us -- privacy, you know. But she encouraged the five postal carriers to sit down with Michael and his friends. Michael met with Tammy Robinson on Wednesday morning at the café. Two and a half hours later, Tammy had recited the 122 names of everyone on her mail. I went into the TV room and was watching some show. My cousin sister came sat next to me and gave a long nice kiss. I was kind of taken back coz she was the culprit in giving me all the guilty feeling about she being like a sister etc and now she was the one kissing me. I was confused and then whack. I got it with the belt from her , I looked at her and told her you better stay away from me you don’t know what I can do and again whack with the belt. I ran after her into the bedroom, and pushed. I jumped and switched over to Facebook.A second later, I heard my dad’s voice through the walls. I could tell my parents were talking about something, though I couldn’t tell what. I suddenly got nervous. Were they onto me? Had they talked to Amy? I could only hope that no one in my family had put two and two together.Finally, after what seemed like a long time, my parents’ footsteps disappeared into the distance. I breathed a sigh of relief and looked back at my phone.I was about to. We had become close and had started discussing our personal lives and interests. We happened to go to a movie one day but unfortunately, her BF got to know and he came to the theater and confronted us. He was furious because he thought she was cheating him. I tried to explain and convince him but he was very rude to me. I knew it was not his mistake so I apologized and left from there. During those days no one used to be there in my house from morning till evening which she was aware. She tried.