His daughters had beaten him to the eggs, and it was only four in the bloody morning! The commotion he heard was their excited chatter, filling the usually peaceful farm. His exasperated outburst echoed through the quiet house, jolting Bonnie out of her slumber. She looked at him, confused and alarmed, wondering what could have happened to rouse him from his sleep at such an ungodly hour.
As she strained to hear the noise that had woken her up, Bonnie was suddenly jarred by the sound of laughter. She bolted out of bed and rushed down the stairs, brandishing the first thing she could find. Jack could see the concern etched on her face and immediately felt regret for keeping the eggs.