Kahree was starting to feel guilty. She was nice to everyone, and giving her brother flour had been bad. Bad bad bad. Eek, she would have to pretend that it had never happened, and be extra good. She went back downstairs and giggled at things that no one else could understand. She sat by her mum and sister, in case they needed anything, but she also kept humming.

Good mornin', good mornin' to youu