Regrets

"What is wrong with you? I knew allowing you visit your mum last weekend was never a good idea. Obviously that younger sister of yours is a big problem and a bad influence on you. Was she the reason you didn't call all through the weekend?" Owen asked Rosie when she walked into his office. He was used to her constant calls and bugging. Oddly, she didn't as much as place a call through to him all through the weekend and that was unlike her. Getting to the office that morning. He asked about her and was told she was at her cubicle. So he immediately sent for her.

"Allowing me? So, you are now give permission before I can see my family, is that what you're implying?" Rosie shot at him.

"Rosie please, you know what I mean."

"Well, good morning to you too." Rosie said, taking a seat. "Did you send for me just to shout? And whatever do you mean by you allowed me visit my mother, are you alright?" She asked.

Owen who was seated initially, stood up with shock written all over his face. He star