Chapter 79

“It’s not going to work,” I hear someone say as I brush my teeth.

“Woman of little faith, I’m telling you it will work,” Will replies. These two have become inseparable in the couple of days we’ve been here. “When I tell you it’s going to work, believe it because it’s going to work.”

“Yes, whatever you want, but no.” Clara folds her arms and leans against the kitchen counter. “You’ve never done it, and it’s absurd. It won’t work no matter how much you’ve seen it in a tutorial.”

“Is it so hard to give me a vote of confidence, woman?” I was already shaking my head without getting involved until it was impossible not to go out and see what they were up to.

“But what are they talking about?” I ask, entering the kitchen.

“Your discussions are annoying,” I explain to them with irony.

“Will thinks he’ll be able to flip the cheese omelet in the air,” my little girl explains, “But he won’t be able to.”

“Excuse me?” I look at her, stunned, looking at