As he gets on with his study, his sister pops in and out of the kitchen and sneers at her thieving little brother. After her fourth visit, Peter sheepishly asks his mother, “Is Jenny still really mad at me?”
“Yes. But I think if you could at least tell her how sorry you are it might help.”
“I said sorry yesterday.”
“Well maybe you wasn’t convincing enough.” his mother replies. “Why don’t you give it a try now?”
“Now?” he asks.
“Yes.”
Peter puts down his pen and slowly stands up. He makes his way mournfully up the staircase and knocks quietly on the door which only yesterday, was his bedroom door.
“Who is it?” Jenny replies.
“Peter.”