“These are delicious, Will,” she told him. “These are probably,” she got ready to
take another bite, “the second-best pancakes I have ever had.”
“Second best?” William questioned with mocked indignation. “What's the best?”
She leaned in and smiled.
“I can't tell you that,” she teased. “Then you may want to copy them. I want you to
make the BEST pancakes all on your own.”