บท 113: ~°~Chapter One-hundred & Thirteen~°~

She hurries away after this, casting terrified glances at Dale who keeps his eyes on me and I wonder what's wrong.

"I'm going for the Pancake Pile." My mom announces looking proud and the rest of us slowly raise our heads from our menus to look at her.

"I don't understand." I frown. "For all of us?"

She has a surprised look on her face. "You all want Pancake Piles too?"

"What? No!" Shana exclaims. "We all wouldn't even be able to finish one."

My mom just has a confused expression on her face. "Why?"

We all look at her in awe. "Because it's like nearly fifty pancakes all at once, that's why it's called a pancake pile." I explain to her. "How don't you know this?"

She looks down at her menu with an odd expression. "I do." She mumbles quietly.

We all go quiet and just stare at her.

I'm the most surprised because I had no idea my mom liked pancakes that much. "Mom, you can't finish fifty pancakes at once."