I Am Petty

Kathleen couldn't help wondering why he was glaring at her in that manner. Had something happened in her absence? Was she the one he was glaring at or probably someone else annoyed him? Why was he outside anyway? She wondered as she approached him, suddenly feeling grateful that the mineral and yale bread she had gotten were hidden in the black nylon bag she had gotten from the sales lady. 

"Where are you coming from?" Pete growled making her turn to look behind her, perhaps he was talking to someone else. 

"Me?" She asked, pointing to herself when she didn't see anyone else behind her. 

"Who was that?" He asked again, ignoring her question. 

"Did the contract I signed also say I am answerable to you and I have to explain my activities to you outside work?" Kathleen asked with a confused frown as she tried not to sound irritated or angry with him.