Day 120.

Within seconds, she was where the action was headed - the kitchen. The kid went in first and ran around the huge island. The dog followed, Honey Bear still in its grasp. As she came to the threshold, she stopped at the sight of a women behind the huge island. She was wearing an apron covered in what liked like flour and was clearly frazzled and frustrated at the hubbub going on around her. 

"Stop that! Stop running! Get out of the kitchen! I'm trying to work! Go!" At that, the woman pointed back to where they all came from. That's when she realizd that she had and extra guest. "Anne!", she shouted. "You're up! Please come in. Sit. Breakfast is almost ready. "

Thoughtfully, Anne sat down at the other side of the island. She still didn't quite know what to make of everything, and where did that stupid dog go with Honey Bear? 

The woman continued with her cooking. She kept chopping and mixing and going back and forth to the refrigerator for more things to chop and mix. All the while, she kept looking at Anne, almost as if she wanted to say something, but she never did.