"It can get busy, can't it?" she asked, offering a smile. "I haven't eaten since the lunch hour, either. I'm sure Zachary will have something good for us to eat."
She listened as Molly spoke, smiling again to hear her speak of her father. "My father used to tease that I ate too much. But I was an active child, and I loved going with him when he permitted me. That, and I liked helping my mother in the kitchen once I was big enough. She always told the best stories while I was helping her..."