THIRTY-THREE
NADINE
The smell of freshly made pancakes filled the entire kitchen and made my mouth water immediately. Mama Teresa was at her best again with Sara and me in tow.
"Are we having the chocolate syrup with it or the strawberry syrup?" asked Sara who eyed the pancakes hungrily. "I vote for the strawberry," She said almost immediately.
"Stop breathing down my neck, Sara. You are not the only one who is eating breakfast here."
Sara looked up at me with puppy eyes, from behind Mama Teresa, pulling her lower lip out. If I do not agree with her with the strawberry, she wouldn't definitely be in a foul mood throughout the day.
I preferred the chocolate syrup but I wasn't ready to make Sara sniffer that morning.
"I would love the strawberry syrup too, it has quite an exquisite
