Chapitre 175: Chapter One Hundred Seventy Five

The phone remained silent for a while after the girl had replied. She could hear the woman on the other side of the phone gasp when she heard the voice of her adoptive daughter. It had been so long. A moment later, she spoke up, "Let me get, Tom so we can all... talk, okay?" 

"Yeah, I would like that," she replied. There was a lot of commotion on the other side of the communication and Katie could swear she heard the woman say, 'Tom, hurry up. Our daughter just called. She wants to know the famous recipe that you always bragged about in your disastrous morning pancakes,' the girl giggled at the accusation. 

"What, really... Let me come. She shouldn't go anywhere. I have it all inscribed in my head," the man's voice was getting louder accompanied by a few crashing sounds akin to that of furniture. Katie cringed at what he must have been going through to reach his wife, "The trick is to get them a little bit charred. Just a little bit..."