“Ms. Jones! My dad passed away. I couldn’t contact anyone. . . I was busy preparing for the funeral and other formalities that needed to be taken care off,” Sarah explained. Sheila gave her a scornful, annoyed look as if she didn’t believe a single word that she said.
She further clarified before Sheila would cut her in, “I came the very next moment, I returned. I had gone to my father’s ancestral home for the funeral.”
Sheila’s face turned green from keeping in her anger. She slowly enunciated, “One week. . .!”
“YOU WENT ABSENT FOR ONE WEEK WITHOUT NOTICE. YOU’RE STILL INTERNING. HOW C
