Around Jilly the sunlit kitchen folded in through the outgoing night kitchen, and fell into place in every bright detail.

She glanced around the cheery sunlit kitchen, remembering the happy Saturday mornings she had spent here, fixing breakfast for David and Natalie.

He took the front steps at one jump, used his doorkey, and hurried down the hall to the sunlit kitchen.

Hunger then tended to strike, forcing them out of that sinful bed, and down to the sunlit kitchen to make breakfast of fruit and coffee and rolls.

Dorothea stayed in the sunlit kitchen with her tea, happy at the letter, her loss of purpose, her anxiety dissipated like a past illness, already wondered at, the symptoms forgotten.

Then it was in the sunlit kitchen that we settled at a glass table with brass dolphins as a base to it, and we were ranged in comfortable brushed-steel chairs.

She glanced around the sunlit kitchen.

But before he could banish the memory of the expression on Marjorie's face as she stood in the thinly sunlit kitchen, one thought slid through to settle painfully into his consciousness.

We wrapped her in an old embroidered tablecloth, steeped in the memories of happy meals in our sunlit kitchen.

It was darker in here, away from the sunlit kitchen.