The tea was brewing. “Hurry up with the chaai already,” J grumbled from the dining table. K was sitting in a chair and reading the newspaper, his back to the kitchen. He was waiting for the aroma of mint leaves in the boiling water to waft over. K — “Waiting for the mint to diffuseContinue reading “Tea time”
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