Pete couldn't believe what he had just done as he returned into the house carrying the tray of food with him. He prided himself in being a very reasonable person, and one who never got easily provoked, but Kathleen seemed to bring out the worst side of him.
"I am petty and petty is me? How on earth did I even come up with a line like that?" Pete asked himself with a scowl. He had been mad enough that she had left the house that way without even informing him first, but then he had seen her talking to a strange man who she had refused to tell him who he was.
"Isn't that Kat's meal?" Amanda who was just coming out of her room asked, when she saw her father heading for the kitchen with the tray of food they had both arranged for Kathleen.
"She already got herself breakfast, so she isn't hungry." Pete assured her, knowing Amanda would throw tantrums if he so much as told her what he had just done.
