"What is wrong with you?" Cedric asked angrily when Rosie answered her cell phone. "Why'd you take so long to answer your phone?"
Because it took almost everything she had just to press the answer button?
Rosie didn't say that however.
Laying her head back on her pillow, she sucked in breath and then forced out, "I'm sorry. I was watching a movie and I guess time got away with me."
"Why'd you leave early from work?"
She pulled in another deep breath before she pushed out, "I got a stomachache."
"A stomachache?"
"It's probably just gastroenteritis. I had so much of that cake you sent to our department that my stomach hurt."
"Why didn't you tell anyone?" He was getting worked up with each question.
"I did tell someone," she told him. "I told my supervisor, then Denver and Christian so they could take me home."
"Me, Rosie. Why didn't you tell me?"
