The next morning, Annalise came into the kitchen, all dressed for work. She was dressed in a navy blue dress that stopped right at her knees. Her hair was up in a fluffy bun. Her dark skin shone.

"Wow. You're glowing. I guess that's your skin's way of saying good riddance to certain types of rubbish," Nelly said.

Anna knew who she was talking about but chose not to comment. "You're cooking?"

"Yep. I came here to scavenge just to see that your food store is full to the brim. ...