Guest was heading home again today. Dragging a tired body, Guest walked toward the house. As soon as the front door opened, the house was a complete 'disaster zone'.

When Guest opened the door, a lot of things came into view. The living room, which should have been empty, was a mess. Snacks and jellies were scattered all over the floor, and someone was sitting boldly on the sofa tearing open a bag of jelly. Dressed in short black shorts and a white t-shirt with sleeves hanging past her fingertips, she looked just like a little kid who had wandered in from somewhere.