Kitty was walking slowly towards the house as she had been speaking with Ruth. The comment on it running in the family had her raise a brow but she said nothing for a moment. Then she laughed and nodded, "I've got a set of lungs on me. You should have heard me back in the day, I could hoot and holler loud enough to be heard halfway across the plains I think."

The ask about help had Kitty shake her head. "Now don't you go worryin about me none. Uriel hired a nice but tempermental farmhand, he's got a good heart though. I relate to him. There ain't much that need doing in the house, and Uriel's been a gem doing all he can. I might have been down for a while, but I'm trying to get back on my feet. It's time for the baby to be sleeping, not me. Long as I take it easy." She explained. "You're sweet, but I'm good. And I love sitting on the porch." She got to said porch and paused.

"You make yourself comfortable, I'll go put this up", she said gesturing to the eggs, "And I'll return. I can get us something to drink if'n you like. I made lemonade."