The Tribe
He says, his eye going to Wyatt, who is glaring at him.
“I don’t actually know. Granted, we have longer life spans than you, but even I’m not that old, young man. I’m only reciting what my family taught me.” I smile just as Tess and Gabe reappear with mugs in their hands.
She carefully hands one to me, and I eagerly take it, wrapping both hands around the mug, taking a long whiff of it. It’s been so long since I’ve been able to enjoy the smell of a lovely jasmine tea.
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