"I'll get us some coffee," she said, heading for the kitchen.
In the kitchen she removed two mugs from the holder and reached for the coffee pot.
I'll be in the kitchen... when you get decent.
After dressing and freshening up, she found him in the kitchen wolfing down a sandwich.
She stopped in the kitchen when she spotted the skillet of scrambled eggs and a pan of biscuits beside it.
As she left the kitchen, his voice followed her.
Exhaustion eventually ended the game and everyone but Dulce gathered in the kitchen for an ice cream snack.
The kitchen was open all the time, but Alex didn't drink - or never had to her knowledge.
"Mostly," Felipa said as she turned toward the kitchen.
The dining room was directly off the kitchen, which was also lavish.
Alex was removing supper from the oven when she walked into the kitchen.
Katie was peeling potatoes at the kitchen sink and Carmen was holding Destiny, watching her.
Together they went to the kitchen and began putting the food in serving bowls.
Destiny was a little lady, waiting until he came into the kitchen before plowing into him.
She sighed and wandered absently into the kitchen.
The letter from the auto insurance company lay abandoned on the kitchen cabinet.
She came into the kitchen with her purse on one arm and joined the others.
She had some money tucked away in a cookie jar in the kitchen and she intended to pay him something, whether he liked it or not.
Giddon was leaning against the kitchen sink, frowning into a cup of coffee when she entered.
Tammy and Sarah were in the kitchen when she returned, and Tammy was standing in a chair ripping the cover off some chocolate chip cookies.
If he was going to start throwing things, she had no intention of staying there in the kitchen alone with him.
At the house, Giddon helped her down and assisted her into the kitchen.
When the kitchen door opened suddenly, they jerked apart and turned guilty faces to Sarah, whose expression made it clear she had seen and comprehended their actions.
She said nothing, but when they entered the kitchen to find Len sitting at the table, his expression was wary.
She was still smiling when she walked back into the kitchen.
Yancey was alone in the kitchen.
He opened the door for her and they entered, quietly slipping into the kitchen.
She dressed and arrived in the kitchen to find everyone already at the table eating.
She walked slowly back to the kitchen.
When he came into the kitchen, his gaze settled on her.
Yancey was lounging against the kitchen door jam, his expression uncertain.
Jumping from the bed, she dressed quickly and went to the kitchen.
Yancey was the first one to the kitchen.
Slipping into a pair of tennis shoes, she headed for the kitchen.
No one was in the kitchen, but a note from Sarah explained that she and Tammy had gone to town shopping again.
Yancey was in the kitchen, getting a cold drink from the refrigerator.
The voices of her roommates drifted from the kitchen where they were preparing supper.
Adrienne shook her head and turned to the kitchen.
Rachel glanced up as Adrienne entered the kitchen, and smiled warmly.
Adrienne swung around to find Brandon leaning against the kitchen door jam.
At the kitchen door she nearly ran into a dark form.
It's warm in the kitchen, and breakfast is ready.
She caught him alone in the hallway after supper, while Julia and Rachel were in the kitchen doing dishes.
Through the kitchen window, she saw Brandon ride up and dismount.
They trekked back down the hallway to the family room and then into a spacious kitchen.
She glanced around the kitchen, knowing she should familiarize herself before breakfast, but feeling uncomfortable about exploring so soon after her arrival.
Opening her door quietly she carried her shoes to the kitchen before putting them on.
By the time Cade arrived in the kitchen she had biscuits, gravy, bacon and eggs ready.
First she opened the double doors in the kitchen and found the spacious dining room.
She leaped from the couch and darted into the kitchen.
Carrying a chair from the kitchen, she stretched to dust the top shelf of one of the bookcases beside the fireplace.
The screen door squeaked and the kitchen floor complained as someone crossed it.
She stared at the kitchen doorway, waiting breathlessly for the person to appear.
She lifted the chair and ignored his offer to carry it to the kitchen for her.
He followed her to the kitchen.
He was lounging against the kitchen doorway, staring down into his coffee cup.
She turned and rested her hands on the back of one of the kitchen chairs.
She mused through the kitchen cabinets, her attention settling on the can of cocoa.
When Cade came into the kitchen she placed a cup of hot chocolate and a saucer of cinnamon toast before him.
She sighed and wandered through the spotless kitchen.
She paused in the kitchen doorway, envisioning the family room redecorated.
She stopped, suddenly aware that Cade was propped against the kitchen door jam, nursing a cup of coffee.
He turned and disappeared into the kitchen.
But when she came into the kitchen he was nowhere in sight.
As she re-entered the kitchen, he watched her cross to the table.
She carefully laid out the food in an attractive manner and retired to the kitchen.
He frowned and stepped into the kitchen.
She quietly crossed to the kitchen and put some water on the stove for coffee.
Scruffy was meowing at the kitchen door.
Cynthia was peeling potatoes when Claudette wandered into the kitchen.
The very next day she was straining over the counter to reach behind the stove when Cade came into the kitchen.
Claudette spoke sarcastically from the kitchen doorway.
That was when she noticed Claudette standing in the kitchen doorway.
Cade came through the kitchen door and pitched his hat on the peg.
Giving him a few minutes to traverse the drive, she got up and went into the kitchen.
She had barely finished putting the things away when Mary knocked on the kitchen door.
Mary entered the kitchen and frowned.
Wind and rain slashed at her as she reached the kitchen doorway and she hurried into the house.
His boots sloshed as he tiptoed across the kitchen floor.
He returned to the kitchen after a few minutes in dry clothes, his hair freshly combed.
Yet, when the smell of bacon lured him to the kitchen, she found herself wishing he would address the subject.
She jerked the kitchen door open, not realizing he was close until she heard his voice behind her.
When he returned to the kitchen, she was still staring absently into the refrigerator.
With that, he exited the kitchen.
He hated cats, but he carried the kitten all the way to the kitchen and back simply to show her one.
He walked across the kitchen and paused at the door.
She swung around and left the kitchen.
She wiped a table and turned to take the dishes to the kitchen.
Remember when Claudette interrupted us in the kitchen?
In the old days there was a hand pump in the kitchen and no hot water you didn't boil yourself.
The small kitchen showed signs of its past life, before the addition of a modern sink and electric stove.
"I hope you don't mind mice," Quinn said with a smile as he showed us a small room behind the kitchen.
When the meal was over, I sought him out in the main room while the other crowded around the kitchen cleaning up.
Betsy was in the kitchen, baking scones for a mid-morning snack, while the rest of us were lounging around the main room vetoing each other's suggestions.
The phone was in the kitchen and we gave Howie privacy.
Quinn peeked over the edge of his magazine as Martha brought a pen and pad from the kitchen.
Martha knocked over her chair as she rushed to the kitchen.
Howie was seated at the table while Quinn and Martha performed kitchen duty with eggs and bacon.
We descended the basement stairs leaving Quinn alone in the kitchen.
He rose and went to the kitchen.
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