A few miles to the Osborne's mansion, I got a call from my personal assistant, Tracy. She had been calling me all morning, but I kept ignoring her calls because I am not in the mood for any work-related emergency. Work can wait until tomorrow, today I need to be on my best behavior, and to do that, I need to be in the right frame of mind. When she wouldn't stop calling, I handed my phone to Carrie and asked her to handle it for me. As soon as we got to the Osborne's I stepped down from the car and walked over to my parents. They arrived before us and they were standing by their car waiting for us.
"What is she doing in the car?" my father asked me when he noticed that Carrie isn't coming down. We all turned toward the car to see the look on her face as she spoke to Tracy with my phone
