my first meme :’)
“Is that for tea?” he asks, pointing to the porcelain mug filled with hot water in my hand.
“Yeah,” I say.
“I got you some of that loose leaf tea. It’s from uh, Argo Tea I think it’s called, really good stuff.” He reaches up a little and rustles out a small brown bag with a winding leaf design on the sides.
I give him an odd look. It must have been two weeks ago that I mentioned an interest in loose leaf tea, and only briefly at that.
He hands the bag over to me.
“You said you like chai, right?”
I take the bag and open it wordlessly. I sift the dried leaves through my fingers, face blank.
He remembered something about me.